It is written in ancient Chinese that the is a beautiful jade.
I met Jian Jue in the summer when I was fifteen years old. From then on, my future took a turn for the worse and could no longer be separated from these two words.
However, the jade is broken. From now on, I can only use the fragments to look at you in my memory.
I spent the whole summer watching you in silence, and many years later I realized that it was a drowning that only I knew.
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This article uses the first person, and the perspective is Xu Qian.
Update by chance
This is my first time posting and I have no submission experience. Comments are welcome and thank you for reading.
I won't write an introduction, but I may continue to follow up and revise it later.
I write based on feeling and intuition. The work generally only has a general direction, and the development of the story in the middle is all based on feeling. There is no draft orz
Purpose: People trapped in the past have to live