When Xia Fengchi Met the Boy

In Jiang Meng's childhood, there always lived a gentle person. When Jiang Meng was a child, he was withdrawn and did not like to communicate with others. During his short childhood, Xu Qingyu just filled this gap. He was lively and enthusiastic, always caring for her timidity like a little girl, and she was accustomed to clinging to and relying on this rare warmth. The crowd of people in the junior high school was divided, and they naturally lost contact. We met again in high school where the cicadas were noisy. At that time, Xu Qingyu was the top academic student in the second year of high school. He was cool and gentle, and always courteous to others. By chance, during the winter vacation tutoring, he patiently solved the problem for her and said softly to her: "Take the exam well and don't fall behind." This sentence lasted Lin Zhixia the entire senior year of high school. But the gap in reality was cruel, and she failed to catch up with him. The young man who was troubled by his pride was the most cowardly. She could have gone to the city where he was, but she personally chose the farthest escape route, swallowing the secret love that she had hidden for several years back to the bottom of her heart, and lost contact with him. Four years passed, the summer winds changed, and there was no news. We met again at a dinner party for academic seminars. The lights were warm and soft, and the youth had faded away, but was still as dazzling as ever. At the moment when they looked at each other after several years, Jiang Meng knew—— Some heartbeats started when we first met when we were young, Across mountains and seas, we will eventually meet again as scheduled. Time is late, but love is not too late. Xia Feng finally meets his sweetheart. Purpose: A precious companionship in childhood can heal the desolation and shortcomings of childhood. True love will never be defeated by the disparity in achievements and reality. If we truly love each other, even if we are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, we will eventually rush to each other.