Wen Zhixuan walked down the street depressedly. This street has the footprints of his youth. He spent his teenage years here. After going to college, he stayed away from here. In addition, his family moved to another community and he has never been here. Today, when he was feeling very depressed, he suddenly thought of this. He took a look inside, just to relax, and walked slowly on the bustling street. A laughter as clear as an oriole came from the noisy crowd. He stopped and looked at the place where the laughter appeared. A girl of seventeen or eighteen years old looked up at the street lights, with a bright smile and long hair dancing in the wind. , Fluttering skirt, indescribable beauty, anyone would fall into such a smile. Not only did he smile to himself, when he could no longer control himself like a teenage boy (although his family and friends never regarded him as an adult), thinking about this, he still followed his sister-in-law Looking at his mother's eyes, he wanted to see what could make her so happy. As soon as he touched her eyes, her face turned pale at that moment. He saw that there was nothing wrong with him. He thought he looked pretty good. Why did this girl look like this? He looked at her again in confusion, but she unexpectedly rushed into his arms like the wind, holding her hands open and not knowing what to do.