Why do you keep running away?
When we first met under the rain screen, one of the blurry silhouettes in the lens was too bright, and the other was too quiet, but the most wonderful thing about youth is that it can always make the two most unlikely lines come together, slowly, slowly.
She thought the days would be long, but on a rainy day, he sealed that feeling together with herself into silence. He didn't take anything with him when he left, except for the old photo on her phone - the blurry boy under the black umbrella in the corner of the camera, just like the rain screen that year, could not be seen clearly.
Reunited many years later, she finally saw clearly the forbearance in his eyes when he turned around, and also saw the responsibility and pain behind him. She didn't ask anything, she just tilted the umbrella towards him, just like before.
"Chen Chunhe, you are the most colorful thing in my diary."
He looked down at her, and time circled between them, back under the umbrella.
She had kept this photo for many years, and the blurry outline finally focused on the person in front of her.
Intention: You are the most colorful stroke of my youth