[He knows that I have a crush on him, and we understand each other tacitly.
[Later, I became his pen.
We shared the summer breeze, the classroom, and the tacit secrets, and agreed to write our stories in a book in the future.
But he broke the promise.
Now, let me continue. Use his eyes to see all the scenery he has never seen; use his pen to record the noise and silence of our entire youth.
Intention: The fire becomes your evidence