The first time I met him, he was a cool school boy dressed in camouflage. The first time I met her, she was a cute and naive little sheep.
During the years we were separated, I once suspected that I was suffering from hypothetical syndrome. The breeze that blew by was you, the water that touched me was you, and the sunshine that poured down was you. I miss your breathing, heartbeat, every smile, every move. I have dreamed countless times that I am running after your back in an empty and pure space, desperately trying to grasp the fine sand of memories, repeating the time with you day and night. To me, you have such a magic power. No matter when, where, or how long we are separated, you can touch my heartstrings and cause ripples... - Xu Nanchen
Some people say that youth is so short that it has passed quietly before you have time to respond. But some people say that youth is very long, so long that you can reminisce about it throughout your life. Whenever the poem with our names flashes in my memory, it reminds me of you, that boy, and the unique summer with his company. "There is morning in the morning, there is Ruoxi in the evening, morning and evening are all you." - Jian Ruoxi
Ten years old is friendship
Fifteen years old is the same deskmate
What about eighteen?
What about twenty-eight?
Mission: Youth, pure love, growth, healing