That warm chestnut-haired boy was the other side of her life.
From the first meeting or the more distant encounter, all the endings have already been written.
All the laughter and tears started from that moment.
After he had accompanied her through countless green years, where would that deeply buried love go?
When all growth comes to an end, in the gentle palm of time, our story is neither the beginning nor the end.
Warm reminder:
This article was first published in 2010
The writing is pretentious, the writing style is unstable, and the experience is very shallow.
It is undoubtedly a true dream girl's imaginary article.
It's not locked for various reasons, so don't poke it if you don't like it.
High school humble work, be careful when entering the trap, don't hurt each other
Intent: A slow-burning story