Two girls who were about to become high school classmates for three years learned each other's names after introducing themselves in a dry class meeting. They had their first conversation in a stationery store near the school and called each other's names for the first time. It is difficult to identify the important or distinctive parts of it. Even today, four years later, Lin Tian can still describe it in detail in his mind, as if he can still smell the hot and humid air mixed with the dust molecules on the narrow road, as if he can still see the signature pen refills packed in the fine square grid in the cramped stationery store.
Jiang Yufang looked at Lin Tian walking over from the setting sun. The dark outlines were bordered by bright warm edges. Youth was about sitting hand in hand on a train that never looks back.