Yan Xin always felt that what happened in the past could never come back. It's just that on a calm day, those scenes that have been buried in my heart for a long time will inadvertently appear again, with a slight sense of familiarity, making the originally calm heart begin to tremble with uneasiness. The unspoken feelings gradually dissipated with the wind, and along with the memory of that year, they stayed deep in my heart.
Year after year passed, the once happy youth gradually faded away. She grew from an immature child to a calm and calm woman, and the person waiting silently beside her gradually came closer to her heart.