In this troubled youth, I spent all my time, but only brought back one memory.
But this memory has been deeply rooted in my mind and engraved in my bones. I can't let go of this memory because it's full of pain when I touch it. His name is glued to my heart, and every beat of mine is related to him. I kept him deeply in my youth, but I didn't dare to look back at him for fear of disturbing his appearance.
I spent my whole life writing his name, stroke by stroke, stroke by stroke. But I know that even if I write it thousands of times and fill up all the space, he will never see it. I wrote in my time, he lived in his light years, and my time and his light years were destined not to meet.
He is my Qin Zhiming. He used to live in reality, but in the future he can only live in dreams. I have dreamed of him countless times, dreamed of his face, dreamed of his voice, dreamed of things that would never happen between him and me.
From now on, he will be Qin Zhiming for others.