Coordinate

In the second semester of his sophomore year in high school, Lin Xingwan was like a meteor that crashed into Chen Mo's gloomy youth without warning. She became his deskmate, setting off a grand tsunami in his stagnant life. She would secretly stuff him with orange-flavored candies during evening study, would draw strange graffiti on the scratch paper, would make him look at the stars, and force him to speak out what was in his heart. Chen Mo thought that as long as he ran fast enough, he could catch up with the meteor. He secretly carved a coordinate in the deepest part of the desk that only they understood. But it wasn't until the first day of his senior year of high school that the seat next to him was completely empty, and he didn't know... It turns out that some people appear just to leave a coordinate in your youth that you can never reach. "The day she left, she didn't even say goodbye." "Later on, I traveled to many cities, but never saw the girl who could draw birds and turtles in my textbooks again." Intention: Regret