[Our story is yet to be continued.
Lu Jing'an has a diary, which he started writing in September of his freshman year in high school.
What is written on the first page is——
I met a person today. His handwriting is very beautiful, but his personality is not very good.
What is written on the last page is——
Chen Zhiyu.
There was a gap of more than half a year, a diary, dozens of notes, and a secret that I dared not tell.
——
Chen Zhiyu never uses a diary.
He believes that there is no need to remember things that can be remembered, and there is no point in writing down things that cannot be remembered.
But he remembered every word Lu Jing'an said.
Not a word was forgotten.
They went from being high school classmates to reuniting in Beiyu, to buying oden in a convenience store and holding hands on the overpass.
——
This road is not easy to walk.
Some cried, some scolded, and some couldn't figure it out.
But they have a full diary.
There is another promise——
We will be together after a long, long time.
——
If you look back that day, you will find that I was always there.
Intention: Love has become a shackles
