White Moonlight Under the Moon

"Two-way secret love + youth campus + fake BE" The scattered sunshine is forgotten in the forest, and the cold moon is in Menghan. An unexpected "cohabitation" caused two parallel lines to intersect. He gave her a ring with "forever" engraved on it, but said it was "for my best friend." She kept all traces related to him, but when others confessed, she looked at his side face. With their affection and matching rings, they were already a "match made in heaven" in the eyes of the whole school, but no one dared to speak first and pierce the window paper called "friendship." He remembered how pale she looked when she had hypoglycemia, and she remembered the warmth of the bandage on his fingertips. The unfinished confession in the rainstorm, the sigh of "it's a bit crowded" beside the narrow bed, are all their tacit understanding. They think that youth is very long and they can wait slowly. Until the road to the college entrance examination suddenly separated - he flew to the other side of the ocean to pursue his dream, while she stayed on the established track in China. The airport announcement drowned out all the unfinished words, leaving only a hug with all its strength. Since then, the mountains have been high and the rivers have been long. Every achievement he made late at night in a foreign country he wanted to share with her. She lives a stable life in China, but at a certain familiar moment, she always thinks of the boy who illuminated her gloomy youth. When he finally crossed the mountains and seas, gathered up enough courage, and wanted to solemnly present his seventeen-year-old heart to her—— What I received was her wedding invitation. It turns out that some songs can no longer be continued after pressing the pause button when I was seventeen. He shouldn't continue writing. He failed to become her groom in the end, and he couldn't hear whether the song that belonged to them had an ending. "It's winter, are you still thinking about the cicadas chirping in midsummer? Intent: First of all, it is a mirror that reflects the regrets of youth, causing resonance; Secondly, it is a dagger that analyzes growth and environment, revealing dilemmas; Ultimately, it is a lamp that gives warmth and hope - it acknowledges the imperfections of reality and the twists and turns of fate, but still firmly believes that sincere love, self-growth and desperate courage can transcend the mists of time, make up for past mistakes, and illuminate one's own perfection.