The September wind wrapped the tiny light spots of camphor and fell on the boulevard of Linzhou University.
I seem to be naturally good at capturing the soft and delicate emotions in the world.
And he grew up in a rigorous and restrained scientific research family, pursuing definite and controllable answers to everything.
I don't know when my heartbeat quietly took root.
Those evenings when we walked side by side by the lake in early autumn, and the unspoken thoughts under the shade of the trees, all belong to just the two of us.
The story doesn't have to have a happy ending.
Whether we will meet again in the future will be left to the long years to slowly answer.
[Campus Slow Heat | Two-way Delicacy | Double Open Ending OE]
Intention: Youth does not have to be perfect at the end of the pen. The best story is to restrain the long-term heartbeat and self-growth.