Unsent Letters Under the Locust Tree

[Shen Yanzhi × Bai Zhi Nian] "Shen Yanzhi, I wish you peace and success. If possible, please allow me to love you properly once." In that year, Bai Zhi Nian encountered his own spring. Bai Zhinian's secret love is like a sour wild fruit In this throbbing midsummer, it was our first encounter There are always people asking "What is youth like?" Maybe Bai Zhinian would say it's everything about Shen Yanzhi — Many years later, Bai Zhinian accidentally opened the love letter. The paper had already turned yellow. It was the youth written by 19-year-old Bai Zhinian to her. Or maybe secret love makes people feel inferior, and she never expressed this feeling. This "girl's heart" was forever buried when Bai Zhi was 19 years old. Midsummer is a meeting, a beginning, and even a farewell. The locust tree we planted with our own hands is the witness of our youth. The sapling is growing slowly, one year, two years... For a long time, she has stood at the end of 28 years, with the tenderness of the years between her brows and eyes, but he is still the same as before. When Bai Zhinian was the only one next to it again, everything seemed to have remained the same. The only difference was you and me. The locust tree seems to be telling the distance of time and everything. The flowers bloom and fall. Year after year, the spring breeze blows away a lot of my memories of you. I am afraid of forgetting all this, including you. The pair of red greeting cards on the tree have long faded and dimmed. The handwriting has long faded, like evidence of the end of youth. The only communication we had once seemed to be erased with that exam. The fixed holiday greetings became more like a polite "kindness". This was the only communication we had after that. Time will eventually dilute all my feelings for you, including mine. The love I once had has long since diminished, but my heart can't help but beat when I see my graduation photos. I will always pretend that I have never loved you, but unfortunately I can't... The story ends when I hear news about him again. The boy who once loved midsummer is buried in his favorite season. All changes will always make people so overwhelmed, more like an unfinished novel. The old things have become your relics, but it seems that you still have a memory that you haven't taken away, and you haven't taken away my memory. The memories of the past have become the secret in Bai Zhinian's heart, a secret that belongs only to you and me. The positive blessings were reduced to my one-sided speech, which never received a response. There were many things I wanted to say to Shen Yanzhi, but unfortunately I never had the chance. Summer is the season when we met, and it is also the season when we parted. I hate it, but I also love it. I love every season that happens because of you. I hate it because it is the tragedy that we can never meet again. If the story ends like this, I will be more grateful that we have never met. - "Shen Yanzhi, loving you is so painful." Intention: Life is a long road, and changes only happen in a moment, so cherish the present moment.