I leave you to the memories, and then I leave the memories to myself.
This is just an ordinary story. There are no luxurious apartments, no gorgeous clothes, no rich young ladies and rich young masters——
Only those few girls and boys told their stories in the hot summer
Farewell, you have to face countless farewells in life. The more times you do it, the more you get used to it.
That summer, the sun was still dazzling, the gardenias were still fragrant, the school uniforms were still as clean as snow, the boy still smiled tenderly, but the girl cried quietly——
Nothing has changed, just the same scene, different mood.
On that campus surrounded by gardenias, we held a grand farewell ceremony.
I leave you to the memories, and then carve the memories into my heart.