No one knew that Mu Yibin secretly came back in the first year after going abroad.
She went to St. Petersburg University, that beautiful campus, the beginning of memories.
Walking on the playground of St. Petersburg University, she thought of the painful 800 meters, when she managed to finish with a time of four minutes and forty-four seconds and Qi Han stayed on the playground to practice hard after class. It was also the first time she felt that he cared about her. There was also that corridor. At that time, she would always be two meters away from him, following behind him. When she walked to the hall, she stopped thinking about it. It was here that she stood with him legitimately for the first time, so happy.
And the cherry blossom forest, that path full of memories,
It is rainy in the summer, and the air becomes humid. There are exquisite and clear raindrops floating in the air, and there are drizzles. I put down the umbrella in my hand, and the rain soaked my hair blown by the wind. Mu Yibing walked towards the end of the cherry blossom trail, with what was in his eyes. The endless attachment and the trace of sadness filled the whole forest. I touched the ring finger of my left hand. It seemed that something was missing there. There was only a trace that had not disappeared. Looking up, the tears and rain mixed together and it was already unclear. "Qi Han."
A gust of wind blew and cherry blossoms fell.
Recalling all this, I leaned my head against the glass window and another tear fell from the corner of my eye.