Me, Gu Haohan; her, Zeng Chengyan.
She was a Chinese teacher. She used to teach high school, but that year she was assigned to ninth grade and stepped into my world.
She wasn't my teacher. I often wonder: if I hadn't glanced at her that day, would she still have become part of my world?
Everything happened so suddenly. Neither of us was ready, but reality forced us to answer one choice after another.
Looking back now, I can only blame our youthful recklessness.
Dear readers, there's no need to puzzle over whether this story is true. Whatever the case, the youth I've written about is time I can never get back. (The author)
