Promise me, you must read slowly ahead, don't be anxious, don't be anxious. .
In the winter of his sophomore year in high school, Wang Xiaoran took the blame for his brother's love letter.
Wang Ruoman, a freshman girl in high school, took the letter and asked him, "What about you?"
He didn't answer well.
Later, they waited for their avatars to light up on QQ, took a long way home on electric bikes, and wrote each other in space, text messages and paper stars.
They all thought that liking it was enough. It wasn't until many years later, when Wang Xiaoran dug out the Nokia phone whose inbox was already full, that he realized that he had lost the person he loved most.
