One is a very nervous female man.
One is the arrogant and willful Silly Baitian.
One is a gentle and quiet good girl.
They are the last generation born in the 1980s. In the process of growing up, I have been foolish, loved, suffered, sacrificed, and ultimately missed it.
They are staunch besties, laughing, having fun, and gaining. In addition to him in his youthful days, he grew up with him, as well as the lives of two other people.
On the road to running for three years, youth will eventually pass away. Fall asleep with unforgettable memories, and watch the years pass quietly and slowly in the rebirth years.
This is a story in which everyone who is nostalgic for youth can find his own shadow and a sense of belonging.
Youth is easy to grow old, time is not wasted. That was the most beautiful poem in our lives.