Jiang Yixiao never understood why other people's youth could be so indulgent and unscrupulous, doing whatever they wanted; but she always sat calmly behind the counter, watching people coming and going outside the store, and gradually went their separate ways.
She also tried to join those high-spirited people, indulged with them, became obsessed with a handsome boy, and filled her notebooks with celebrity photos, but unknowingly she became a bystander, watching other people's ups and downs, laughing and crying. And she was still sitting under the tree outside the back door of the store, reading a book, waiting for customers to come.
For Xu Yi, youth is a huge and everything-destroying doomsday. In the days to come, even if he still walks in the sun, he will be like a walking zombie. From beginning to end, he never understood what happened, and he was thrown to the bottom of his life by fate in a daze.
——Fortunately, Jiang Yixiao is there.
This was the conclusion he came to after several years.
He owed her so much that he began to feel that even if he had to pay for it in his next life, he would be willing to do so.