(The stories are all adapted from real events!) When Xu Han opened the yellowed graduation album again, the fragrance of ink mixed with the scent of sycamore leaves hit his face. Youth was like an old wine cellar that had been pried open, and the fragrance of memory became a river between the pages. He cut open the cocoon of time with his pure pen and carved the most authentic context of youth into a book. The tacit understanding between brothers that needs no words, and the young love that surges in the heart, all rise and fall in the cellar of words.
"Some stories are destined to ferment over time before they can make you taste the saltiness of tears and the sweetness of reunion at an unexpected corner."
——This book is dedicated to all of us who have stumbled, burned, and finally reconciled with time in our youth.
