The first time she met Shen Zhixing was in the light of a winter afternoon.
He was clean, restrained, and cold-faced. He was the most distant light in her boyhood.
Reunited many years later, he was transferred into her class,——
"Hello everyone, I am Shen Zhixing."
But fate likes to play tricks, and no matter how deeply hidden the emotions are, they will eventually be illuminated by the light bit by bit.
Intention: Learn to let go while growing up, and learn to be moved again by meeting again. Light will be late, but it will never be absent