When I met Chuchen in Qingjin Academy, classmate Li Cheng's smile gradually became real.
The spring breeze of seven years has been blowing heavily, and the peach blossoms are still warm.
We were 16 years old when we first met, and everything was just right.
At the age of 26, the spring breeze is triumphant, you and I meet again, and the full stop of the past is finally drawn as a comma.
Intention: He who is the perfect youth.