We have all had a youthful period, and we have all met someone of the opposite sex who makes you confused whether it is friendship or love. That love is ignorant but strong, fresh and hot. Time has erased our tenderness, implanted that feeling in our hearts, and moved it to the corner of our memory. With our busy lives and exhaustion, we gradually withdraw from each other's lives, each other's feelings, and each other's memories. However, there is always such a rainy day, and memories slowly emerge under the wash of rain. Return to the campus in memory and replay the story of youth.
Our story begins in the third year of junior high school, when I was 15 years old and he was 16 years old; I was a transfer student and he was the first in the class; I did not attract his attention, but he became my target. Later, we competed with each other, encouraged each other, and got into the top class of the same high school. We made an appointment to have a long talk after the college entrance examination, and we made an appointment to go to the same city and apply for the same university... However, things did not go as we agreed. When we meet again after many years, I say, "I'm sorry, I liked you"; he says, "It's a strange combination of circumstances, and I wish you happiness."
Concept: The feelings in youth are simple and beautiful, but they are also so easy to miss.