Fellow Travelers

I am a good student who "specializes in ruthless ways", and he is the person assigned to me by the class teacher for help. We wanted to take a bite of the fruit of youth, but unexpectedly, the beauty was too short-lived and we were diverted. That fruit is not as sweet as imagined love—— It is sour and will make you unappetizing if you eat too much. But I can't let go. Because he is the only midsummer that I couldn't bear to throw away in my entire youth. Concept: There is no need to rush to name some feelings