The university campus four years ago belonged to Xia Lan and Zhou Xueer. At that time, they were still young and did not understand what sadness was. Even though they had quarreled, it became a kind of joy when they thought about it many years later.
Four years later, Zhou Xueer used the most confident appearance to cover up the uneasiness and restraint in her heart. She hoped that this time holding hands, they could go to the end of time together.
In the blue sky, the plane roared away. Zhou Xueer raised her head and looked at the low-flying passenger plane. She could even see the colors on the wings of the plane clearly. The sun kissed her eyes, and a tear slipped quietly from the corner of her eye...
An information prompt sounds:
"Xue'er..."
I kept wandering around every place where I had left memories in a campus that no longer belonged to me, and unknowingly six hours had passed at the appointed time.
After Zhou Xueer sent the message, she took out the phone card and pressed it hard into the grass, where they held hands for the first time.
"It turns out that time is just a mispayment."