The afternoon when the cicadas were chirping was the first time I met Xiao Bei. We met in the middle of summer and fell in love in the cold winter. I used to think that I hated her, hated her monotonous behavior, hated her treating everyone equally, and hated her hypocrisy of being always gentle and approachable. But I was wrong. In fact, I just hated that her tenderness didn't just belong to me. I actually loved her.
A secret love story
Intention: Grow well