That summer, Liang Xuan met Zhou Canqing, and from then on, there was no other color in the world.
A startling look, and finally a swan song. It will be difficult to forget each other in the next few decades.
Everything spread out from under the cherry tree that year, boundless and without regrets.
——"The person I like was hidden by me forever in that summer."
One person is buried forever in time, and one person is happy in the world...
"Bury me under a tree, hide him in midsummer..."
The neighbor next door is gentle and beautiful, but loveless
Note: "I use this book to commemorate my ten years of youth, even if it ends without any illness..."
Intention: Youth is worried, youth has no regrets