Yi Shuang's youth was penetrated by a boy.
Z in the diary is her entire youth.
The bright love that ends without a problem is like a bitter fruit at dusk. The passion sets with the setting sun, but the bitterness rises again with the evening moon. The unripe fruit is forever fixed in the moment of twilight.
Z, this is the fourth summer that I like you.
In the summer of my fourth year of loving you, I planned to write this book
Dear Z, I wish you all the best, the seasons are long, and I hope you will be happy every year.
Reader comments
When writing this book, I wanted to give Yi Shuang a good ending countless times, but in the end I chose to respect the facts.
I like reunions, and the ambiguous pull of my characters, but I can't give myself a happy ending. However, he still exists in so many corners of my life.
However, however...
Today, it is already the third winter that classmate Z and I have not seen each other. We are looking forward to seeing each other, but we are also afraid of seeing each other.
And to you, I still wish you the same words: "Dear Z, I wish you all the best, the seasons are long, and I hope you will be happy every year."
Winter in Beijing is very cold and dry, but Beijing is very nice. I like it very much.
What I like already is Beijing
Classmate Z, I don't like you this year
"Dear Z, I wish you all the best, the seasons are long, and I hope you will be happy every year." [I'm about to cry] [I'm about to cry] [I'm about to cry]
When writing this book, I wanted to give Yi Shuang a good ending countless times, but in the end I chose to respect the facts. I like reunions, and the ambiguous pull of my characters, but I can't give myself a happy ending. However, he still exists in so many corners of my life. However, however... Today, it is already the third winter that classmate Z and I have not seen each other. We are looking forward to seeing each other, but we are also afraid of seeing each other. And to you, I still wish you the same words: "Dear Z, I wish you all the best, the seasons are long, and I hope you will be happy every year." Winter in Beijing is very cold and dry, but Beijing is very nice. I like it very much. What I like already is Beijing Classmate Z, I don't like you this year
"Dear Z, I wish you all the best, the seasons are long, and I hope you will be happy every year." [I'm about to cry] [I'm about to cry] [I'm about to cry]