"Let Me Cross Beichuan"

One day six years ago, they met. With just such a casual glance, Yan Qingwen felt that this young man with a smiling face was different. He was a transfer student in Yan Qingwen's class that year. When they first met, he was at a loss in front of the whole class. In a hurry, he grabbed his pants from behind and immediately introduced himself crisply. This action made Yan Qingwen laugh. At that time, she only thought this: It was really interesting. She inevitably started to have more questions about him and wanted to get to know him better. In the following years, many things, big and small, happened in her life, and her relationship with him changed increasingly subtly. But no matter what, the hearts of the young people eventually fell apart along with the endless river of time, and eventually became unrecognizable and fragmented. Maybe one day when Yan Qingwen looks back, he will still see the youthful face.