On the night of his thirtieth birthday, he worked overtime until two in the morning, and no one remembered it. News about the 10th anniversary of the school popped up in the club group. He saw that name - a name he hadn't spoken to in eight years. He decided to go back. Two days before the school anniversary, he met her by chance in the old teaching building. She cut her hair short and lost weight, but her eyes were still bright. He said: "Long time no see." She said: "You came back this time not for the school anniversary." He wanted to say no. But I can't say it. On the last night of the school anniversary, we took a walk on the playground. He said "I'm sorry" when he was drunk. She said, "I have been waiting for you for eight years." He said "I still like you". She said: "I accepted it." Eight years. There are some people you think you have forgotten, but in fact you just don't dare to think of them.
