That year, I was eighteen years old and he was twelve. Frustrated in life, I revisited my old school and met him for the first time under the ginkgo tree blown by the gentle breeze.
I fell in love with him, with his dark hair and jade body, with his bright smile. I fell in love at first sight and couldn't extricate myself.
I can't sleep at night, I can't eat well, and the dark-haired figure often flashes in my mind. Finally, I met him again...
Intention: I don't know