His Number Has Expired

In 2012, I was 18 years old. That year, I missed an appointment at the station because of a mysterious man named "Li Jianheng". He said his name was Li Jianheng, he was from Canada, and he needed a "fake girlfriend." Later, his number became empty. In college, I met Lu Junyi—the boy I bumped into every day in high school. He said he remembered me from then on. I thought the story would continue like this. But the gray head that had been silent for a long time suddenly started to vibrate. He came back with a story I didn't know hidden in his eyes. He said: "Xiao Si, I can explain what happened at that time." One is the warmth that is within reach, and the other is the unknown that is lost and found. Intention: All misses are for better encounters