Everyone's youth is a diary locked in a box. It is not easy to open it, but it is difficult to hold back the desire to remember it. The desks filled with textbooks, the test papers covered with thick pen marks, the early morning sunlight overflowing from the gaps in the green leaves and shining on the handsome boy's young face, the innocent girl smiling back at you, are all in this dusty diary.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
