She was 25 years old that year, and she passed by me dressed in white. His tearful eyes reflected his indifferent expression.
I remember meeting her when I was 10 years old, officially getting to know her when I was 12 years old, and becoming close friends with her when I was 15 years old, and then it took another 10 years for me to become strangers to her.
She asked me, "What do you think we will be like in the future?" I thought about it, if we have a future, I hope to grow old together with you and take care of the trivial life together. I looked at her and said, "We will be happy together in the future." She smiled, very happily. Even thinking about it later would be sweet and heartbreaking.