In the spring of March, the green willows are falling.
Chen Huan lay under the tree, squinting at the sky. The sunshine is so nice, it seems like all the unhappiness has dissipated.
"Chen Huan! Someone is looking for you." It was a female classmate whom she usually didn't talk to very much. Her eager tone made Chen Huan think that the person looking for her was the President of the United States. She immediately stood up and replied, "I know!"
After wandering to the door, Chen Huan sat down on the stone bench next to her. She didn't know who would be looking for her when school just started.
"Chen Huan, long time no see"
Chen Huan raised her head almost as soon as the visitor finished speaking. At this time, the visitor's back was facing the sun, and a clear face was reflected in her eyes. It was so familiar, and those memories came flooding in...