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The first time she met Lu Zhao, Lin Xingfan was wearing a black down jacket and standing on the crossroads. She bought herself a bunch of candied haws with only six yuan she had on her body. It was her twenty-second birthday.
Lu Zhao lit a cigarette and sat in the car and stared for a long time.
Later, Lin Xingfan's ex-boyfriend came to visit.
Lu Zhao came out of the bedroom, shirtless and yawning.
The ex-boyfriend's eyes widened, "Who are you?"
Lu Zhao threw the question to Lin Xingfan and said in a lazy voice, "Who am I? Tell me."
Lin Xingfan was silent for two seconds, then cleared his throat, "Can't my boyfriend see that?"
See you again after many years. The broadcast at Beicheng Airport kept repeating one sentence, "Mr. Lu Zhao, Ms. Lin Xingfan, please go to the boarding gate to board the plane as soon as possible."
Lin Xingfan didn't think they would ever meet again.
But no one knew that they would meet again, and their hearts would beat silently in an invisible corner.
Lu Zhao finally broke down and came to the door. He was silent for a long time.
"I lost."
"Me too."
When we were in love, we spent the most embarrassing time, saw each other hysterical, and exposed everything about ourselves nakedly. When we left, we were extremely free and unrestrained.
The red lights turning left are the hardest to wait for.
2026.6.6
Intention: Passionate and positive
