That was the first year we met. The boy was like a gust of wind, leaving traces around Lu Yan but then disappearing. They met, got to know each other, fell in love, and parted ways.
"I always thought that time would fade everything." Lu Yan smiled self-deprecatingly, "But I forgot, you will not leave with time."
Everyone knew about their relationship, but no one knew when they separated. It seemed like an ordinary night, and I was still chatting with you, but your heart was no longer with me.
"I want to forget you in the seventh year of knowing you, so I named you Seven"
I wrote a book to commemorate our youth, but even in the book, we still didn't fall in love.
Intention: Self-love and self-improvement