Xie Hanye often thinks that if he had never met Su Xiaoxiao, he had never met the girl who was as elegant as camphor, as sad as sycamores, and as fragrant as gardenias. He had never experienced so many stories, had not gone through the joys and sorrows of those years, and had not easily lost his mind just looking at Su Xiaoxiao. So the sunshine and the temperature of the sunshine over the years are still so hot, so hot that it seems to burn people's skin. If I really loved you once, where are you now?
Ni recalled that Su Xiaoxiao stared at him so seriously at that time, with the unique naughtiness and curiosity of a child, as if he had discovered a new world.
At that time, all daylight was swallowed up by dusk. Su Xiaoxiao sat on the back seat of Lu Zizhou's bicycle, sighing with emotion at this fleeting time.