The time of birth was only three minutes apart, but a whole youth that I dared not touch separated me.
We were in the same classroom, shared the same door, and slept in the same room separated by a wall.
The pen tips touch each other, the shadows overlap, and the breaths smell each other. All closeness is natural, and all heartbeats are unforgivable.
He is a gentle and dazzling light in the eyes of others,
It's an obsession that he hides in his bones and blood and doesn't dare to touch, speak out, or cross the line.
Some thoughts are born in midsummer and buried in the long night.
It stops at the lips and teeth, covered by the years, and cannot be said.
Lin YanXLin Yu
Purpose: campus love story
