When I was seventeen
The concert ended and the crowd was huge. Someone grabbed her hand, and her voice trembled from the sound: "Qining Xi, wait for me, okay?"
She said yes.
The next day, the man disappeared. There was no farewell, no explanation, only a plane tree in the yard of the old house, remembering this promise.
What, not even a farewell...
Since then, she has not seen him again, but every summer she goes to his yard to look at the sycamore trees
This year is the tenth year. Instead of going to see the sycamore tree, she went to his city to find him.
Purpose: youth growth and companionship
