The March sunshine was just right: bright and warm. Perhaps because the grass had just been cut, a faint scent of fresh greenery drifted through the air. Leaning against the corridor, eyes closed, soft hair falling over his forehead, his features were remarkably gentle. The breeze lifted the textbook lying open on him. The scene was just right, tender and serene.
If a cloud passed beyond the corridor, he would surely see the smile in Zhou Yu'an's eyes.
Time beyond the corridor moved so softly that you could hear love begin to bloom.
Zhou Yu'an,
These three years passed like the blink of an eye for you,
but for me, they were a long redemption:
I like you. That has always been its own separate truth. Even if everything else were overturned and begun anew, I would still hope that the person I met that summer was you.
Theme:
My name suddenly appeared in this chapter! Fate, the same three words