The story begins in midsummer, when Lan Nian'an falls in love with the young man's cold eyebrows, and begins a long secret love that no one knows about.
She didn't know his name - Xu An until he became his deskmate.
Xu An, Lan Nian'an.
I wish you a stable life, and I wish you peace every year.
She secretly asked in her heart if we were destined.
She has low self-esteem and is timid, and she buries her joy deep in her heart.
The young man was as dazzling as the scorching sun. She only dared to look up from a distance and did not dare to get any closer.
During the three years of high school, her eyes never left his side.
On the day of the graduation ceremony, he had already read all her thoughts from her evasive eyes.
But he never pointed it out, leaving her with only the last bit of dignity.
Later, when the young man got married, she did not dare to be present.
But I received a letter from him, with only one line of words, gentle and cruel:
"Nian An, we have always been friends, haven't we?"
Lan Nian'an's throat felt like a ball of wet cotton was clogged. He couldn't swallow or cough out, leaving only a tight astringency.
It turns out you know everything.
It turns out that the sun she spent her youth chasing does not belong to her after all.
She picked up her pen and wrote softly on the edge of the letter:
"Xu An, liking you is the most correct thing in my life.
But in the next life, I don't want to like you anymore.
I wish you peace. ".
Intention: Running in one direction in youth is mostly a regret that ends without a cure.
