Meng Yu accidentally opened a yellowed photo album at home, which contained his frozen high school life.
One photo after another, each smiling face gradually emerged in my mind.
There was light rain falling in the gray sky outside the window, vaguely revealing the tall buildings outside.
There was warm yellow light inside the house, and there was a kitten nestling beside him.
Meng Yu seemed to have returned to that fuzzy and warm old time.
Intention: salty, feeling. Unintentional feelings are all in midsummer