Column: Zheyu's Notes
Book title: Old Fengxin
The wind letter is written all over the midsummer, and the fate is lost when we meet.
The evening breeze on the rooftop hides secrets that no one knows.
Two girls trapped in darkness looked at each other from a distance.
Ji He tried his best to help himself and You Xing get out of the mud, but he didn't know that fate had already quietly counted down.
We were lucky to meet each other, but the ending was a letter that was too late to be sent.
Intention: The rest of my life will be prosperous, and the tenderness of youth will remain in my heart forever.