There are always some people who suddenly appear in your empty world and give you a brilliance that you have never had before. Then, you start chasing this light, but you find that you can't keep it. Now 20 years old, the still ordinary Bai Jiao looked up at the summer night starry sky from the balcony of her dormitory, as if she could be taken back to the beginning of light.
This is a newly opened literary pit. It writes about my true memories, and then it is attached to a new character and reassembled. The memories of youth flow.