It's been so long that Yang Xia has almost forgotten that he had such a memory. If he hadn't been asked, some things may never be recalled again, buried deep in his heart, and will not have any impact on the present. However, once mentioned, some moments seem like they happened just yesterday, and the throbbing and love at that time flowed like a stream.
The jumping figures on the North Basketball Court, the sunlight painting the mottled shadows of the trees, the long-awaited hug from that person, and the tears and sweat that were too late to dry, precipitated Yang Xia's memories of that year.
In Yang Xia's memories, he always looked at that person from a distance and was with his significant other.
That memory was salty, bitter, addictive, and painful for Yang Xia. One picture was enough to recall for a long time.
It is so simple to long for a hug, but there is no reason to want that person's hug.
It wasn't until she actually came into contact with that person that she truly realized that what she couldn't overcome was not just time, but more of a tacit understanding and connivance.
The thoughts left between the two people for Yang Xia were basically forced by Yang Xia alone.
For Yang Xia, it is a memory. For that person, he needs to think about it seriously. If he really can't remember it, he may politely say: Oh. It turns out to be you!
Whatever it is, don't let others define you.
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