That year, Chu Yu and Liang Shaojun met in a corner of the university campus. One fell in love at first sight, while the other was indifferent.
Intentional, unintentional, affectionate, and ruthless, it seems that there is no such clear definition in the dreamy season of youth.
When love comes, she can smile and say: I don't need it; but when it leaves, she still smiles, but with tears in her eyes.
PS:
I reunited with an old friend whom I had not seen for many years, and had a pleasant conversation. After listening to her story, my thoughts flooded with thoughts, and I eagerly wanted to write such a story.
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