Facing the unruly young man, the note she handed over clearly read: "I like you."
Do you understand how I like you?
The boy dressed in white and always smiling a little sadly said to her in a joking tone: "I like you." He paused and added: "I lied to you."
When we were young, we could easily express our love for each other, and the completely different moods between the two of us face to face, as well as the intertwined joys and sorrows, had been troubling our hearts for several years.
Only later did I realize that this is youth.
Youth is far more than love, but people are most easily blinded by love.
When I look back, I realize that the most precious things are actually those times that will never come back.
"I advise you not to cherish your gold-threaded clothes; I advise you to cherish your youth."
Intention: