To Our Mortal Love

Jin uses this article to commemorate my past love and youth, the age of innocence that has been lost. And boys I've loved and hurt, or boys who've loved me and hurt me. Some people say that when we can no longer have it, the only thing we can do is not forget it. But I found that I was gradually no longer attracted to and moved by the perfect men on the screen, comics, and novels. The love and pain that once penetrated to my bones gradually became blurred in my heart. So I sadly discovered that I am almost old. So, when I still remember something, I write it down so that I don't have no memories when I am old and can't go anywhere. The first time they met, men and women formed two long formations. A clean and fresh boy in a white shirt and jeans became her deskmate. She heard the teacher call him Lu Hao. The first time he spoke, he asked her sheepishly: "Can I read your book?" Another first meeting. Lu Hao touched her elbow: "Xin Xin, look at that person. He is the boss at first glance. We can't afford to offend him." She saw a dark-skinned boy wearing plaid casual clothes and a buzzcut, a standard bad boy look. Another first speech. The bad boy asked Lu Hao: "My name is Lu Jin, what's your name? What position do you play?" The outspoken woman answered instead of the shy Lu Hao: "Right midfielder." For many years since then, these fragments have lingered in her life, whether they are the sweetest memories or the most terrifying nightmares. What's even more frightening is that maybe one day, she will forget everything and no longer remember it. Conception: