Ye Zhizhi has been in love with Shen Yu for eleven years.
From the age of seventeen to twenty-eight, from school uniforms to the back of wedding photos. She thought it was light, a direction, and the most grand secret love worth pursuing in her youth.
Until she died, lived again, and sat in the high school classroom again.
The strawberry-flavored hard candy was handed over from the front. Fu Xingzhou didn't look back, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Did you have hypoglycemia just now?"
She stared at the candy for three seconds and suddenly cried.
It turns out that the real light is never far away.
It has been sitting in front of her since kindergarten, blocking the wind for her for twelve years, and waiting for her entire youth where she can't see it.
This time, she won't chase him anymore.
She wanted to turn around and hug the person who had been standing there.
