The warm light in the reading room in September was the only salvation Xu Wang had grasped in his life. He drew a stranded seagull, thinking that it was waiting to spread its wings, but he didn't know that it was approaching an abyss. That young man with a smile as white as a sheet of paper was sentenced to eternal damnation from the day they met. All my delusions start and end because of you.
Purpose: To glimpse the essence of youth in campus regrets, to commemorate those unspoken loves and farewells
