The wind passed through the forest tops, carrying the rustling sound of rolling leaves, but it could not blow away the unstoppable sweat on my forehead. Instead, it was like a warm hand quietly tightening my collar.
"Shen Mianmian, why did you drop out of school?"
Lin Xi asked her angrily.
"I just can't stay at this school."
She didn't dare to look up
The light in those eyes would burn her.
"You!"
She interrupted the conversation forcefully.
"Lin Xi, stop talking, let's not contact you in the future."
Just pretend that I don't have this friend anymore…
At first, she had the same sweet dreams as everyone else.
Also, only her dream was shattered in the most beautiful spring.
I heard that people fall in love with three types of people: people who look like themselves in the past, people who resemble themselves, and people who they want to be.
(And she can tell no one about her fate.)
Intention: Flowers will bloom along the road, the wind will blow in your face, and the road you walk will be filled with flowers.