The most regrettable jet lag is when I walk towards the sunset and you have just understood the night.
An Tingwan first met Zhou Mu in the autumn of her seventeenth year.
: "My name is An Tingwan..."
"Winter is here, and the sycamore leaves have finally fallen."
"The sycamore leaves have fallen, can spring be far behind?"
"This is the first time I've seen such heavy snow."
"Wear more clothes, it's cold outside."
"In the future, when climbing mountains, don't walk alone on the trails."
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"Today, he helped me straighten my scarf."
…
"An Tingwan, when will you see that I didn't buy too much milk, that my movie tickets weren't given by friends, and that the first person I want to share the pictures of the sycamore trees I took is you."
The April wind blows over, carrying the breath of new leaves of the sycamore tree.
Spring has just begun.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
