For a long time, I have not forgotten you.
No matter how many years later, He Huanyan returns to her high school campus again and walks on the familiar school road. Or when she accidentally reads the word "for a long time" in a book or hears someone say it, her memory will suddenly be stretched.
That man, that man who had always been hidden in an unknown corner of her memory, had escaped the erosion of time and remained lingering in her heart.
The thick clouds that had wrapped the sky airtight began to roll forward violently, tearing apart the white shackles, and the blue began to gradually reveal. The face with the soft lines unique to southern men became increasingly clear before her eyes. The clouds were surging, and some unknown emotion surged overwhelmingly from her heart.
Should he be satisfied? !
He appeared briefly as if he only had a face-to-face meeting, and finally received her words many years later.
"Good morning, actually I have never forgotten you! "
In fact, she has never forgotten not only him, but also that summer. That summer where her forehead was always covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat, that summer that was approaching its end with the huge countdown clock at the school gate, eventually bloomed into an unfading flower in her heart, swaying her, his, and their entire youth in the wind.