You Don't Seem to Miss Me at All

In the summer when she was fifteen years old, the air was sultry. In the alley with the grapevines sticking out, Zhang Yihe thought that she would probably never forget Xu Ningbo wearing a white T-shirt and deliberately slowing down at the entrance of the alley to wait for her back. She was as thin as a strong bamboo and full of youthful air. It's just that after so many years, Xu Ningbo, you don't seem to miss me at all. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.