Frozen Fruit

※Xu Xingcan×Qian Yu —— High school life is a somewhat wonderful experience. This article was born in the first semester of my sophomore year in high school. During an exam, I welcomed my new deskmate. We were both awkward and introverted when we were unfamiliar with each other, but because we both liked novels, we quickly became familiar with each other. Under each other's guidance and encouragement, we started writing novels. This article was also the first one I wrote after high school. At that time, the two of us seemed to be so crazy about writing that we forgot to fall in love. We wrote and wrote about math and English classes that we didn't understand (hahaha, which later turned out to be sinkholes in these two subjects. In the senior year of high school, we struggled to study hard for college entrance examinations but were unable to do anything). We wrote about boring classes and gradually built a beautiful new world created by ourselves. Sometimes when I touch a thick and mottled manuscript, I feel full of accomplishment and very emotional. I started writing novels very early, probably in the third or fourth grade of elementary school, but I was always stumbling and growing, but I never finished an article. This is also a huge regret in my heart. But what's even more regrettable is that I can't finish this article. I wrote a manuscript when I was in school. During the holidays, I would take time to type the manuscript into an electronic version word by word. Therefore, the later stage of writing this article brought me more fatigue and pain. But I didn't give up. I really shelved this article because I became increasingly unstable and mentally and physically exhausted. I was not sure how to write the next story. When I looked back at what I had written before, I felt dissatisfied with everything. I felt that the characters were not well developed, the story was not attractive enough, and the writing was not good enough. I fell into a painful and crazy anxiety, so much so that I kept denying myself. Even though my deskmate often praised and encouraged me when reading my novel, I still felt that this article was not good enough. I wanted to correct it, but I felt that there were too many problems and there was no way to correct it. Under tremendous pressure, I never added a word to this novel. But it means a lot to me and has carried my joys and sorrows for a long time. I'm a sucker for naming names. I originally gave it a very random name, "Hahaha", and it was written in three volumes. The first volume is "Haha", the second volume is "Haha", and the third volume is "Hahaha"... Looking back now, I feel sick. Later, I changed it to "Frozen Fruit" because I was afraid that the name would be funny and no one would read it. I happened to be eating jelly when I came up with the name, and I thought "Jelly" was too bad, so I changed it to "Frozen Fruit". Gee, I still feel like a passerby walking on a bad street. To this day, I still don't have an outline when writing articles. Therefore, the gap has been too long, and even if I wanted to continue writing this novel, I don't know what to write next, so "Frozen Fruit" will be unfinished. Posted just to commemorate this article that has accompanied me through a period of youth. —— Xu Xingcan and Qian Yu will be happy forever! Purpose: To pay tribute to that painful but emotional youth