Amidst the clatter of the train, Zhang Wan met Ran Chi - the light in his eyes and the snacks he handed made her temporarily forget the embarrassment of graduation. But the coquettish calls from the girls in the back row and the whispers in the cafe that "her connections are useful" tore apart all the warmth.
She deleted the chat history but couldn't delete her heartbeat, and she couldn't escape the memories when she changed cities. We met again at the train station a year later. There were still people around him, and the two of them only nodded lightly. The tenderness that started by the window was, after all, an interlude of love and use. Those who missed it will never be together again.
