Jiang Zhiyou had a dream.
It was summer vacation in the dream. She had just finished her college entrance examination, and her parents suddenly informed her at the dinner table that she would get married tomorrow. The subject is a stranger, thirty years old, in good shape, and taciturn. The wedding was skipped inexplicably. When he opened his eyes, she was standing in the park with severe pain in her lower abdomen and blood on her skirt. He took her hand to see a doctor. Her shoulders were hard, her palms were hot, and she smelled faintly of soap and osmanthus.
After waking up, she returned to the classroom of the second grade of high school. The scene in the dream was still intact, but she could not remember the man's face - she only remembered that his name was abbreviated HQS.
He Qingzhou. Her elementary school roommate has not been in contact for more than ten years. He was in the best class in science, and she was in class three in liberal arts. The classrooms were two floors apart, and his name was always pinned to the top of the grade on the bulletin board.
She started to notice things she had never noticed before...
She thought she was the one who made the move first. What she didn't know was that he had filled up a notebook.
——And the last page of that notebook is a wish he scrawled when he collapsed.
Tears dripped onto the pages, and the notebook began to get hot.
Green plums have been hanging on the branches for many years, and distant boats have been floating on the river for many years. In this life, she finally looked back and saw the ship.
