On New Year's Eve in 2005, Xia Nai met Xiao Huan for the first time.
At that time, she was still a child who was full of ambitions according to her elders and hoped to enter a world-class prestigious school.
Hearing this, he just said lightly: "It will be very hard."
That year, she was sixteen and he was eighteen.
In the early autumn of 2005, Xia Nai met Xiao Huan for the second time.
At that time, he went back to school for a visit and was asked by his Chinese teacher to talk about his experience. He said that after all, choosing subjects should follow your interests.
But she secretly said to her deskmate: "Does it really matter whether you like it or not?"
After class, he asked her to go to the bookstore. During the irrelevant conversation, he suddenly said: "You have changed."
She smiled slightly, her eyes a little helpless.
——The years have smoothed our edges. Gradually, we forget to be arrogant and unruly, and learn to follow the rules. However, the blood of youth is still flowing in the body after all. On a leisurely afternoon, some casual words will rekindle the unwillingness to fight.
Here I draw the ground as a prison, imprisoning myself in a corner of the world, not asking, not thinking, mediocrely walking on the established path of life.
Until, I met you.