I met him when Xia was seventeen years old
At that time, he was wearing a clean school uniform, sitting under the shade of a tree next to the basketball court, listening to others talking with his eyebrows lowered.
Just sitting quietly, letting the sun shine through the dense leaves onto my hair, and smiling slightly
I can't tell at what moment my heart was moved
When I was twenty-three years old in winter, I saw him again
At that time, he was dragging his heavy suitcase and wearing a brown scarf as he squatted on the street looking for his lost ID card.
I just stepped forward, met his shocked eyes, and asked him in a low voice if he needed help.
That was the first step I took to break into his world without permission.
Intention: love