We fell in love for two years in college, but lost to misunderstanding and silence.
On the day of graduation, Lin Qinghan left a pair of old headphones in the stands, letting go of her entire youth.
Three years later, the city reunited, and the truth was revealed, but the pain had already been engraved in the bones and blood.
It's not that I don't love you, it's that I don't have the courage to do it again.
The evening breeze was still there, and the young man's appointment was not kept after all.
Intention: Many separations in youth are not about not loving, but about not being able to love.