I am Atlantis, and today I am no longer the innocent and cute little boy who loves to cry. One day while cleaning the house, I found a box. Inside is a diary from more than 20 years ago. When I wrote my first diary entry, it was in 1997, when I was just 18 years old and studying painting. Open the dusty diary and read on. It contains everything about painting, daily life on campus, vague campus romance, and everything about growth, love, and family affection. Every word in it is true, except for the names of some characters that have been slightly changed for the privacy of the parties involved.
Today, I have already experienced a thousand sails, and there are more men than stars in the sky. However, no matter who I was then or who I am now, it is still me and I am still sincere. The story starts from here, let's go back to that simple 1997. ***To my parents, my high school and college years
Chapters 1-13, the green years.
Chapter 13 begins, the fire of love begins to burn, and will soon engulf Atlantis.