Some people have stories that they shouldn't miss, but they didn't understand them at the time. When the hands of the watch jumped again, the happy time with him had slipped away quietly. There was always such a person living in her heart. No matter how long it took, whenever she thought of him, the place called her heart would ache slightly, and tears would flow out uncontrollably. At that time, he once asked her, how much do you like me. She turned back and looked into his eyes, her firm voice echoed in the empty playground, she liked you so much that she wanted to marry you. The youth that belongs to them has nothing to do with heartbreak or emotion, but only the throbbing deep in their hearts. Because I am afraid of forgetting, even if I am tortured by countless midnight dreams, I have to work hard to retain the memories. So she always remembered that on the crowded bus that winter, his white air on the window allowed her to see the look of love in the most beautiful years.