What she remembered for a moment was a picture of frozen dusk. The gray-yellow sky, my own gray-white flying pigeon bicycle, and the continuous autumn wind.
She recognized him almost immediately. Of course, he wouldn't recognize her. She is no longer the humble Xie Xuelian who was called a cube. She can also wear tight-fitting jeans and tie up her hair to reveal the thin and clear contours of her cheeks. What's more, who is she to Andy?
——Sometimes you will feel that all the long past is to prepare for a certain moment in the future, and then let it sink into the depths of memory.
Conception: