"What brings you to me?"
Xiao Yiqing took the initiative to ask.
As soon as the words came out, Lu Yan looked a bit embarrassed and hesitated for a long time without answering. After about twenty seconds of silence, he pushed up the sunglasses that had slid to the bridge of his nose, pushed the baseball cap that was already low enough, and said, "Do you remember the day before we graduated from high school ten years ago, I told you that I had something to give you, but you didn't come to the graduation ceremony that day, and I never gave you that thing."
Sometimes, certain memories that seem to have been buried by time suddenly reappear at a specific time and place. A girl riding a bicycle and wearing a high school uniform passing by the window unexpectedly drags Xiao Yiqing's memories into his youth.
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Memories intertwined between reality and the past, cutting emotions that continue to spread into the long river of time.
Unable to touch, only missing, only sighing.
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It's a very short story, I hope you all like it.