Stream Bank Mountain Stream

(First encounter on campus) 17-year-old Jiang Liu had just skipped class on the playground and ran back to the front door of the classroom when he saw a girl wearing a white T and light jeans, dragging a large book box, turned around and entered the back door. Before I could see the girl clearly, I only glanced at her back. Just as she was about to step into the classroom, her old classmate appeared out of nowhere and grabbed her ears and took her to the office to lecture her. (Second encounter on campus) I saw that girl again at the school gate that night. When Jiang Liu and Shi Yi were riding bicycles on their way home from the school gate, they saw her lonely shadow reflected in the street lamp. The swaying tree shadows and the cool night wind blew the girl's broken hair on her temples. Jiang Liu saw her appearance at this moment, which was indescribably beautiful. This glance only reminded Jiang Liu of an ancient poem: Qingquan Stone flows upstream. (The university is beautiful) Next to the food street of the university, Mo Zhisui held Tan Xia Sheng in his left hand and held a cup of milk tea in his right hand. He looked at the jewelry at this handicraft shop and ate snacks at that food stall. In the end, his stomach grew and he wanted to pack some to go back to the dormitory. In the end, Tan Xiasheng raised his hand to stop her from scanning the QR code, and said while holding her forehead: "Didn't you say you have a date tomorrow? Why did you eat so much today? If you can't metabolize it and become ugly tomorrow, how can you meet your sweetheart beautifully? Also, didn't you agree to come out tonight to discuss the group homework? How did it become like this!" Mo Zhisui smiled, thinking about sneaking back to the dormitory, "Stop, you want to escape again?!" (They walked away separately) On the first page of an ordinary yellowed notebook, there were only five words written on it - Qingquan Shishangfeng, and part of the paper at the back was torn away. A drop of tear fell on the word "liu", "Jiang Liu, it turns out that your "Liu" is not the "Liu" that stayed with me!" Mo Zhisui stood in front of the desk, tears couldn't stop flowing. No matter how he stretched out his hand to wipe it, he couldn't wipe away the fact that Jiang Liu left, and couldn't erase the beautiful but short-lived bits and pieces. I will always love you, and I will never stop loving you until the penguins from Antarctica swim to the North Pole! The vows of the past sounded more like a mockery of this failed love now. (Reunion Heartbeat) Three years later, Jiang Liu appeared at the Shanghai Airport wearing a black peaked cap and dragging a 20-inch suitcase. "Long time no see. Didn't you agree that you don't need to pick me up?" Jiang Liu said while hugging Shi Yu tightly. On the E300 that was driving smoothly on the viaduct, looking at Jiang Liu who was hesitant to speak, Shi Yu couldn't take the initiative to mention someone's current situation. After all, this young couple was really talking about what they meant and speaking outright. Oh~ No, the two of them have broken up! Wife, the small task assigned to me, dear readers in front of the screen, do you think I can complete it? If it can be completed, 1 will be deducted, if it cannot be completed, 2 will be deducted. Purpose: Learn to love, live, and survive