Time always makes people feel like they are in a daze. The unmaintained paths, the wet pavement on rainy days, the fireworks in the backstreets, and the mundanity of the world seem to have remained unchanged for several years. That boy in my memory, why do I always think of him?
The boy Qiao Anjun liked when she was young was the boy who healed her, the boy who accompanied her through the ups and downs, the boy who was hurt by her, and the boy who would still have tears in his eyes when he recalled it years later.
This article is pure love, without routine, from youth campus to entering the workplace. It is a girl's love record book, plain and healing.
