Fang Wensheng first met Zhong Che on a sultry summer evening after the rain.
The wet wind blew from the square, the white streetlights in front of the teaching building streamed, and the puddles on the ground reflected the light.
He wore a black T-shirt with the white branding also illuminated.
Suddenly, the melodious sound of the evening bell came from the bell tower. He walked step by step to the rhythm of the evening bell.
In the darkness, she couldn't see his face clearly, but his outline felt particularly familiar.
This is where the story begins.