The eighteen-year-olds rushed out of the school gates desperately, only to be rushed into the vast sea of people. They watched each other's figures being mottled by the billowing red dust. Twenty-eight-year-old Jiang Zhiyi stood in front of the council hall, asking his friend who was closely interlocked with him. A quiet smile hung on the corner of the other person's mouth, revealing two pear dimples, just like before.
"Would you like to run away with me again?"
Time has its way, no matter how much she pretended to be calm, she finally lost some of her youthful spirit, and her trembling voice revealed her uneasiness at the moment.
Staring at the girl in front of her whose eyes were full of brokenness, but pretending to be calm to prevent it from overflowing, Hu Qingqing suddenly remembered that afternoon many years ago, it was such a sunny and good weather. The school gate slowly moved away in front of her, and the sunlight poured down warmly without the cover. Jiang Zhiyi also held her hand tightly like this, rushing forward without hesitation, leaving all the shadows and coldness behind.
She held Jiang Zhiyi's hand, shook it comfortingly, and pushed open the heavy door in front of her.
Purpose: Wash away the brilliance and love life