On a certain day of a certain year, Xuan'er looked at me seriously: "Write a memoir."
Me: "???"
She: "Use a very middle-class name."
On a certain day, a certain year, a certain month, the famous foursome of Class 92 gathered together again, talking about their years in the Fifth Middle School.
High school is a huge dividing line, and everything will be different after that.
Xiao Fang said so.
I thought about that "very cool" name, and finally "Sanqiu" suddenly jumped into my mind.
To the fifth middle school.
To the me three years ago.
I haven't seen you for three autumns, it's like one day.
Also: You can skip the first four chapters directly.