You saw the sunlight filtering down gently from the cherry blossom branches at the gate of Lingnan. Standing underneath it was the then seventeen-year-old him. When you called his name, he turned his head to look at you, and then smiled slightly.
You see a crowded basketball hall, no matter whether the opponent is wearing a white uniform or a red uniform, he single-handedly turned the tide. He had a lot of fun and enjoyed himself, but he still couldn't help but feel lonely because he didn't get a ticket to the national competition.
You see the narrow, shining coastline, and you see the man who generously admits that he is jealous.
You saw the glittering night view of Tokyo, saw him lying on the balcony railing, almost blending into the bustling scene, and heard him say, don't indulge me too much.
You woke up with cold eyes and moist cheeks.
There was only a small night light on in the quiet room, and the only sound in the air was the ticking of a clock pointing to 02:30 in the morning.
It turns out that so much, so many years have passed.
Purpose: To bring youth and girlish heart.
