Yu Jing still remembers the first time he met Qin Miaomiao. She was dragging her heavy suitcase on the playground to find a reporting point. The September sun was still very hot. She used her hand to block the sun, and tiny bits of sunlight shone through her fingers. At that moment, Yu Jing felt that the sunshine seemed to be shining on his heart, causing ripples... The beginning of a story is always dreamlike and beautiful, but the ending may not be satisfactory. Every time Yu Jing thinks about it, his heart can't help but ache. If everything hadn't started, then...
Intention: Some people just disperse when they walk