Later Lin Yu saw a debate.
Someone asked on the stage: At what moment did you know for sure that what you met was true love?
She sat in front of the screen and thought for a while. The answer is not in logic, it is in the smell of grapes in a certain summer, in the temperature when two people's shoulders touch each other when they are close to each other under the rain, in every moment when you look up and hit the sun, in the moment when you look down and see two shadows stacked on top of each other that cannot be blown away no matter how much the wind blows.
She wrote a proof question about growth and love in her mind and solved it for ten years.
On the first day of fifth grade, Guang entered the classroom and a boy sat next to her. The elementary school asked him to write down the address of his classmates, but he only left one line on the list: "The second camphor tree at the school gate. Run faster."
Lin Yu thought that they would always be separated like this, but no one could escape the huge variable of youth, and the island still drifted away from the land.
Until we met again in the first year of high school,
His hands smell a little like grapes. She didn't ask, and he didn't tell. On the day the college entrance examination ended, the wind smelled of grapes. There was an old candy wrapper in his pocket, neatly folded.
The name he missed seven years ago was made up by himself seven years later. There is an island next to the land.
She had actually written down the only solution a long time ago. At the moment when the beam of light slanted in in the fifth grade, under the camphor tree where her classmates were admitted, everything she did after that was just to prove that it was true.
Intention: Love life, love yourself