On Fang Chen's eighteenth birthday, Ye She gave her a Messi jersey.
Fang Chen raised his head and blinked his big eyes and asked Ye She: Maybe you also like Messi?
Ye She: I don't like it, but my girlfriend does.
Fang Chen: Who is your girlfriend?
Ye She smiled slightly, and Fang Chen held the jersey in his arms.
Ye She: I don't like any male creature to interfere in your life.
Fang Chen blushed slightly when he heard Ye She's words, and lowered his head not to let Ye She see the blush on his face.
Ye She: But I have assessed that 99.99% Of your life will not have any interaction with Messi, so I can only send you a jersey to comfort you.
Fang Chen's face turned from red to blue.
Fang Chen: Social brother! It's my birthday today. Do you need to tell me such a cruel reality? !
Ye She put his hand on Fang Chen's head and smoothed her frizzy hair.
Ye She: Okay, little birthday girl, let me treat you to dinner.
Ye She held Fang Chen's hand, and Fang Chen felt a slight coolness on Ye She's fingertips, which fascinated Fang Chen in the hot summer, so he had to hold Ye She tightly. Ye She was slightly startled and looked down at Fang Chen's slightly red face.
Fang Chen: What are you looking at? I can't hold Messi's hand for the time being. Pick it up and make do with it.
The sun fell between Fang Chen's eyebrows and reflected Fang Chen's childish face. Ye She felt that he could no longer take his eyes away from the girl.
Ye She: I won't let you go.
The 18-year-old boy made the hottest and most innocent promise in his life.
A naughty girl meets a cold-faced and venomous man. The excitement and ambiguity of youth at the age of 17 fade away in the memory. When everything has changed, who can go back to the original starting point?
Concept: The love in youth is hot and simple, and when we recall our youth, the sour regrets are like thorns in our hearts. When we swallow the sour orange of youth, can we recover the you and me we lost there?