Many years from now, will you remember what you were doing as a teenager, what crazy ideas you had in your mind, and who you cared about?
This story has nothing to do with Fengyue, it is something that everyone has experienced, but perhaps everyone has long forgotten that that period was not as mature as we thought at the time, nor was it as immature as we remember now.
(I have been lurking for many years, and finally I am willing to take the risk. I have conceived this story for nearly ten years, and it carries almost all my childhood dreams and youth memories. The story may be a bit dull, but it is sincere enough)