When he was sixteen, he drew a line in the middle of his desk.
"Wenyinxian."
I wrote below: "Childish ghost."
None of us thought -
What is drawn by that line is the high school of two people, but what cannot be drawn is the next five years.
As he left, he said, "Spring will come."
I have been waiting for five springs. He's back.
He disappeared for five years and came back to sign me.
Intention: Love is not waiting for you, I come to you, and you come to me.
