[They met for the first time in the white sunlight at the end of summer that year. The three years of silent youth in junior high school were her three years of bitter secret love and his indifference in treating her like a stranger.
If there is an afterlife, I hope you can like me, or I will try my best to make you like me.
[At the last moment of Chunnuan in early March, a wrong text message connected her and his ignorant fate. The first meeting in the hot air of midsummer became another regret in her life.
Sometimes I forget that I actually have an emotional mysophobia, and I actually tolerated you for a while.
[In this world, no one will love me more than you. If I had known it earlier, I would rather have appeared in your life later.