In the midsummer of Wutong Lane, Lin Yan and I had hidden unspoken feelings. We agreed to go to No. 1 Middle School together, but he left without saying goodbye. I clutched the collection of wrong questions he left behind, guarded the old phoenix tree, and hid my thoughts in the leaves of the phoenix tree year after year. The appearance of Jiangyu gave me the stability of a steady stream. Just the day before the wedding, I reunited with Lin Yan after six years of absence. The letters and old pens in the wooden box revealed the truth about the involuntary past. The late confession broke the regret in my heart. But time is hard to get back, and the identity is different. In the end, I can only miss it. I am married to An An, and he is alone in Wutong Lane. It turns out that the most painful regret is that we clearly love each other, but we can only live as strangers for the rest of our lives, and we can live well on our own.
Intention: Love and regret in youth will eventually be reconciled in the years. We must learn to say goodbye to the past and cherish the stability and tenderness in front of us.