Jiang Sheng✕Shen Yu
The sun was shining, pouring down from behind her, coating her whole body with a furry golden rim. Jiang Sheng's head was tilted slightly at this moment and he was looking at her face. The sycamore leaves turned into waves above her head, and the sound of cicadas was broken by the wind and fell all over her shoulders.
She just stood there.
Look at Shen Yu.
Call her name.
Shen Yu didn't move. She stared blankly at the figure in the light, and suddenly felt something stuck in her throat.
At first, she only planned to be friends with Jiang Sheng.
During the three years of high school, you can be called a friend, a good friend, a best friend, whatever you want to call me. After graduation, we will go our separate ways, coming from the sea of people, and then returning to the sea of people. This is what she has always thought and what she has always done. Don't go deep, don't hold back, don't be greedy. Parting is the default ending, and she has long been used to it.
I have always been a person who is good at saying goodbye. She is used to coming from the sea of people and returning it calmly, like returning a borrowed book, without any reluctance or need to look back.
But at this moment, looking at Jiang Sheng standing in the sun, looking at her posture waiting for him.
Shen Yu found that she no longer wanted that ending.
It doesn't matter if you're not a close friend.
Three years is not enough.
She didn't want to return her to the human sea.
At that moment, a selfish thought crept up from the bottom of her heart like a vine: she wanted to keep her.
I want to understand all the silence hidden in those eyes, I want to lift off the deliberately tight shell, and I want to know what kind of hot and unyielding sincerity is sealed under that cold and distant appearance.
