Lu Chong said, "Fortunately, I have you accompanying me on this long journey. I will run towards the future with you without hesitation, regardless of the date of return."
That summer, the bright and clean sky reflected the road with you. Whenever I looked up at the sky, my eyes would be stung by the bright light. Standing in the unfamiliar evening breeze on Ginkgo Road, my hair would always sway with a gentleness that could not stop.
This season, I met Lu Chong for the first time. He was a tall and tall young man, dressed in black and red casual clothes, with a baggy school bag. His facial features were handsome and dignified, his expression was very light, and he looked inaccessible. His eyes were clean and resolute. He had the feeling of a gentleman who is ready to fight, regardless of the date of his return.
This year, I was 17 years old, studying in Guangming Middle School. I was in the third year of junior high school and I was in the first year of high school. I had a high black ponytail, pink lips like flowers under the high bridge of my nose, and watery eyes that seemed to be looking at all the good things in the world. I came to report in sportswear. After three years, I decided to give it a chance.
A new beginning.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
