I don't know why I wrote such a story. At noon in late spring and early summer, I kept forcing myself to fall asleep, but the story line and vivid details kept emerging in my mind, the peach blossom forest in spring, the white shirt, the lazy girl, the lost love... So I finally couldn't hold back, gave up sleep, and decided to take some time out of the heavy study to complete this story that might end in vain.