Her youth was a black mole in the web between her thumb and forefinger.
His youth was a pair of black-rimmed glasses.
A youthful crush is like holding a lemon in your mouth and biting into it again and again, its sour juice filling your whole mouth.
And yet they refused to let go, savoring it with eager hearts.
Fortunately, fate took pity on them and brought their lives together, giving him the chance at last to say to her, "Classmate Yan'ou, could we formally introduce ourselves?"
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You are a bird, not a barnyard fowl. You have the courage and ability to break through the sky. May you fly over countless lakes, rivers, and seas, soar across countless green mountains and hills, and witness the world's splendor and misfortune, its warmth and indifference. May you finally come to rest on the mountain called "yourself." Good luck on the college entrance exam. May you achieve what your heart desires.
Zhou Yuhu, to Yan'ou
[2025.10.9]
P.S. A 66,000-character short story about a mutual crush, with just a touch of bitterness. The heroine has a character-growth arc.
Theme: Love exists to make people better
Counting it all together, tomorrow is the Autumnal Equinox, the day after tomorrow is Mid-Autumn Festival, and next week is National Day. Alas! I wish you success and freedom in "catching up your dreams" in the coming days in advance, and happy double festivals. I wish the time would go slower, and it would be just right to send the letter; I wish the time would go faster, and it would arrive later than happiness.
Big, will this book be included in v? 🥺