The thin boy who can't be found if he is thrown into the crowd, wraps up his inner self, and the smile on his face is just armor, protecting the rose in his heart.
"Can I also have a good life?"
"Boy, my eldest sister is protecting you! It's just a little darkness, I'm here to help you break through the siege!"
Miss Dangchun picked up this wild flower on the roadside and treated it like a treasure.
"Classmate Lu, why are you always looking sad?"
"Classmate Chen, why are you always by my side?"
"Why? You don't need to know."
——When the little kid wrapped in a thin blue and white school uniform went to the canteen to buy wine, the girl with crooked eyebrows suddenly appeared.
A girl who loves to tease, meets this silly little kid,
"Classmate, you drink so much by yourself, how about I come with you?"
I was originally curious, but it got deeper and deeper. Why did I meet you when I was as young as a flower?
It would be fine if we hadn't met, if I hadn't talked to you that day, if I hadn't sat with you that day, then it would have been fine... But if I do it again, I will still
Will choose that way.
The sound of the guitar in his hand sounded like thunder, venting all his emotions. His long black curly hair covered his eyes, his slender fingers were wearing rings, and his earrings shone brightly under the light. His angular face no longer had any warmth, and the scars on his arms were shocking.
When words express emotions, the belated letter seems to still carry the fragrance of osmanthus from that year. The eyes in the black pool water are rippled, like the eyelashes of broken willows, blinking around the eyes. That day, the pool water overflowed.
"Lu Cangshu! I am your eldest sister. Hehe, I will protect you. If you have anything to do in the future, come to me. The college entrance examination is about to take place. You work hard and I will work hard. Although I don't know how useful it will be, I will still work hard. I asked Pei Xin to bring you this letter. I also asked her to tell you a few words for me. Hehe, I will tell you these words in person. Wait until I come back."
The envelope has faded, but the warmth seems to still be there, and the burning heat of the tears burns through every word.
On the back of the letter, there are different handwritings, covering up countless scratches. In the end, only one sentence can be seen,
"I...!"
