One day, when I was going to the toilet in an Internet cafe, I saw a slogan on the wall: Come in a hurry, go in a hurry, please rush as you please.
It felt like an epiphany. Under the impact of the torrent of time, we all thought that our high school life, which seemed to be endless, just disappeared without a trace. Those past events that once made us burst into laughter, those people we thought we would remember forever, suddenly one day, slowly and unclearly return to our minds with the oblique reminders from old classmates. This is time... We are like wheat in a honeypot, sweet but often hurting each other.