When the Monsoon Passes

In fact, they would never have crossed paths. But why once has been tightly wound. Time is like the wind, blowing through every dream of holding hands. It's just a matter of speculation. I just want to tell a story of first love woven in a dream. It's about memories and forgetting, about missing out and courage. This is a certain Shang's debut novel. It is indeed too young and has many flaws, but it is the article I wrote with the most care and passion. Looking back at this article now, I feel that there are too many descriptions of emotions, the plot is too thin, and the ending is a bit sloppy, but I want to modify it but I am unable to do so. It's hard to regain the feeling of being completely immersed in a novel. But I still really want to change the ending when I have time. After all, I just wanted to finish it as soon as possible. I hope those who pass by can leave a message and give some thoughts and opinions. Thank you very much! Conception: