When she was fourteen years old, she stood outside his door holding a trembling white puppy. She looked at him with a bright smile that was completely inconsistent with the gloomy weather, and said with clear eyes, "Can you adopt her?"
At the age of twenty-nine, he came to her painting exhibition, walked to the painting next to her and stood there, not too close nor too far away, just enough to appear in her peripheral vision. I wonder, would she want him to come back?
After all these years, she was still the only light in his life.
Demining: A careful warning. There are many interspersions between reality and memories in the article. Chapters that focus on memories will be marked with the word "Memory" in the title. If there is a reversal, please don't lock CP too early.
Ending the sweet article, saying I love you
Finished the short article, I still miss you
Intention: A little light can dispel the darkness.