[Campus+double academic master+secret love+Be]
A girl with a sensitive heart influenced by her family background
Jiang Muyu originally had a stable family, but after she was fourteen years old, her father became addicted to alcohol, and his true nature was revealed.
Xu Rangchen's parents divorced and he lived with his grandmother and mother. He often got into trouble. He was also the gangster in school, but he would become serious when it was time to change his studies.
When they first met, the girl gave him a few fruit candies to remind him of the girl with bloodstains on her body in the rain.
He saw the familiar figure again in school, and through constant questioning, he learned that the girl's name was Jiang Muyu.
However, this kind of time will be short-lived. Xu Rangchen's mother's business was somewhat successful, and she went abroad to develop, and she stayed there for four or five years.
Before leaving, he spent her eighteenth birthday with the girl who was admitted to her dream university, and gave Jiang Muyu one of her favorite bracelets. He said, "Can I come back later?", And she agreed to the boy.
But fate played a cruel joke.
When she came back, the boy looked different from before. He was young and frivolous and became calm and reliable. The girl who was waiting for her also looked different and turned into a small wooden box.
[Dear classmate Xu, words are like words. Maybe when you read this letter, I no longer wrote it to you personally. When I was sixteen, I said that I wanted to go to a quiet place, but I never thought that I would get sick. Now it seems that this sentence is about to come true. I thought that my life would be miserable, but I happened to meet you when I was young. Do you know? I like you very much; if the purpose of this world is to enjoy happiness, then suffering becomes unfair; if the purpose of this world is to overcome calamity, then if I survive this calamity, will I be happy in the next life...]
[Classmate Jiang, you said you like gardenias, and you said the paper butterflies I folded are beautiful, but why can't I see you]
The winter she left, there were no flowers blooming the next year.
His age increased year by year, but she was only twenty-three years old when she died.
I have no regrets in my life when I meet you, but I regret not being able to love you all my life.
Concept: Life is not bad, maybe it is me who is bad.