Because I have feelings in my left ear, I want to think of a perfect story. Every time I read a sad story, there is always a lingering faint sadness in my heart. I always feel that the world is already devastated, so the fictional story should have a perfect ending.
If I can't describe the feeling of youth, I can only do my best to fulfill those thoughts of the sky.
At the end of the summer of 2016, I finally thought of finishing this story. I haven't recalled my youth for a long time. It has been a year since I started writing this story. This story begins because the gate of that campus is still very clear in my memory, and I can still recall the lush trees on both sides of the gate.
My original intention was to write a story about reconciliation, but somehow it turned into a sad story.
I just wish that we have no regrets in all our years, and that all our regrets can be forgiven.
Conception: