What would it be like for people to meet each other?
The chirping of cicadas fills the sky in summer, the dense shadows of trees, the light spots through the overlapping leaves in the afternoon, and the tranquility of a young man sleeping in a dream.
Maybe it was that summer that I met you.
Wang Zifan vaguely remembered what Su Yin said to him as he leaned on the railing and turned his pretty profile.
The encounter between people is either a quick glance or forgotten in seconds. For two people, the best or worst ending is to fall in love.
You and I chose the last ending, but we chose the latter in the last ending.
The left is nothing but things and people going their separate ways.
Su Yin, after you leave, there will no longer be a young man named Wang Zifan in this world.
Book to everyone.
The letter you left me is the end of my life.