The October autumn wind carries the young man's thoughts and drifts into the distance
Feng Nianjin, which high school do you want to go to?
I haven't decided yet, why do you want to go to the same high school as me?
Want to? Think about it, who knows, I have to go to class soon
Lin Shiyue, do you really don't understand or are you pretending not to understand, but it doesn't matter anymore.
I seem to already know it
Lin Shiyue ran for a while and stopped, then looked back at Feng Nianjin under the maple tree.
This scene made Lin Shiyue remember it year after year.
Ten years later, the autumn wind blows and brings down the maple leaves to cover the paths on campus.
Two people walking side by side on the road in the same place
Lin Shiyue turned sideways and looked at Feng Nianjin and said
"Feng Nianjin, let's break up!
Concept: The last hope under fantasy