On the first day of school, Lin Zhi sat in the third row from the bottom by the window, and Jiang Yu sat in front of her.
He is the top academic student in the school. He is taciturn and his shirt cuffs are always rolled up to his wrists. She is a quiet girl who was admitted from a small town. Her only specialty is drawing cats in the corner of the scratch paper.
The distance between the front and back tables is only thirty centimeters.
She thought that these thirty centimeters were the farthest distance between them. Later I discovered that the real distance was a thousand kilometers away, the confusion when I first entered the workplace, and the countless things I wanted to say but didn't say.
But there is always someone who will appear when she needs him most.
The second button on the day of the college entrance examination, the late-night train ticket in the winter of my freshman year, the first pot of boiled porridge in the rental house, the wedding on the spring equinox.
He said, I don't know how to speak.
She said, then you can spend your whole life talking slowly.
From school uniforms to wedding dresses, from the age of seventeen to gray hair.
We wrote each other into a very thick diary.
