This Way I Can Block the Wind for You

It all started a few months ago at a class reunion where I met my girls again. Then I suddenly remembered that I still have such a diary, which collects all the thrills and emotions during those passing years. I mentioned this to the girls. "Write it out," they said, "and give everyone a good ending and end the regret that we can't be happy in reality." Tang Shensi, Jian Qingyang, Chang Zheng, they provided me with their stories, and I faithfully reproduced all the details on paper, and gave everyone a happy ending as they wished. I knew the young adult novel craze was over now, and I didn't expect our story to make much of a splash. I just hope that if one or two people accidentally read my story, they will be surprised to find: Ah, this character really looks like me back then. Xi Murong said that youth is a book that is too hasty. How hasty, how lingering. Conception: