How many people will you fall in love with in your life?
Vibrant or dull, desperate or stagnant.
Even after many years, you have forgotten the dense mathematical formulas on the blackboard, the classical Chinese passages you memorized thousands of times in your morning reading, and the tossing and turning late at night.
But I still remember his smile, what he said, and his figure running on the playground in his school uniform.
I loved someone, he was like the first rain in late summer, like the first star I saw when I opened the window, like the aurora of Iceland outlined in pencil.
However, it doesn't rain in the deep summer, there are no stars outside the window, and a pencil cannot draw a colorful aurora.
He is out of reach.
My name is Xia Mu, and I admire Xia Tian.
His name is Cheng Beiyang, and he is my summer.
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Come, let me tell you a story.
Idea: The person you like also happens to like you
