My name is Feng Yu, and I am a fifteen-year-old female junior high school student. I am doing well in the class, and I joke and laugh from time to time, but I know that I have been inexplicably wary of everyone and indifferent to everything. Once I dislocated a classmate who annoyed me, but I continued to read; once a truck made a sharp turn and almost hit me, but I continued walking like nothing happened. My heart is very calm, as if there are no waves. I don't care about other people's lives, nor do I care about myself... I don't care at all.
I know I seem to be missing something, but I have never understood what I am missing...
Until one Saturday, I accidentally saw a picture while surfing the Internet. It was a picture of someone I had never seen before, which made me burst into tears. The tears were completely uncontrollable by my brain. However, what I experienced at night was a dream or a fact of the past...
Tokyo, Japan——
The century-old cherry blossom tree in the courtyard witnesses our story
A century spanning time
I still believe
No matter what country we are in
no matter what the reason
We will definitely meet again
Just like under the cherry blossom trees many years ago