In the past ten years, I never thought I would see him again.
Although I have been telling myself that when I see him, I must ask him why he suddenly disappeared without even saying hello, and even added a very pretentious sentence: Do you know that I have been looking for you? Then she threw herself into his arms and cried.
Of course, more often than not, I understand that he may have passed away. After all, all the evidence points to the fact that he is dead.
But now I did see him, he was standing in front of me, he was smiling at me, his skin was shining like snow in the sun, his hair was still golden, and I was shocked again by his impeccable face just like that afternoon more than ten years ago. I knew that no matter how long it took, I would never be able to get used to his extraordinary beauty. Yes, that's the word. Although I have never admitted it, I did hate his face for a long time. You can imagine how out of place it is for a person with a face that you only hope to see in fashion magazines standing next to you.
But this time, what shocked me was not just his handsomeness, but his face that showed no trace of age. You must know that we have been separated for thirteen years, I am already 30 years old, but he still looks like he is seventeen years old.
"Su Yang." I didn't even see him move. He was already standing in front of me and calling my name affectionately.
I know this must be a dream, a dream that has troubled me for more than ten years.