There was always only one Ren Qingxuan in Lin Min's eyes.
I remember that when I was young, I was always surrounded by the smell of Ren Qingxuan. Ren Qingxuan dyed his hair an arrogant golden color;
When Ren Qingxuan grew up, she held his right arm and told him a few things about her relationship with her lover.
Lin Min always smiled and played the role of his confidant competently.
Ren Qingxuan said that it was impossible between them, so he could only look at Ren Qingxuan from a distance.
Looking at him from a distance, deeply and intently, Lin Min couldn't see Chen Luo standing behind him like a shadow because he was too focused.
When the light moved and the shadow moved, Lin Min discovered the existence of the shadow.
However, the shadow disappeared with the last ray of light, becoming illusory and unreal, unable to be caught or held tightly.
Lin Min recalled that when they first met, Chen Luo's little tiger teeth, Chen Luo's bicycle, and Chen Luo's third-level wall jump;
Chen Luo's initial cynicism after meeting again, and then sharing weal and woe...
Each memory is like a fragment, filled with gaps in Lin Min's twenty years.
I hope you can leave behind the happy memories we shared. When the world is no longer perfect, I can look for you far away in the song of time.