Lin Xiaoqi's eighteenth birthday was the year she spent alone with Zhou Xing. The whole class knew that she was chasing him. The whole class knew that she particularly liked the basketball court of his school. When there was Zhou Xing, there was Lin Xiaoqi until his future was promising. Everything would be better until he said thank you to her again. Lin Xiaoqi could not let him go. People around her advised her that she was not worthy. She said that she understood, but her feelings for him were still there. There are deep marks on my heart that are difficult to heal. This year, Lin Xiaoqi is still trying to let go of him until she meets him again. You are like a puddle of bitter water in my heart. Tears fall into it and accumulate into a sea of bitterness. When I see you, this sea of bitterness surges violently. The taste in my heart is bitter and sweet, sweet but not bitter. When I can't see you, it seals up every memory with you, making it even more bitter. It hurts myself, but it cannot hurt you.
Intention: Like passionately and find it difficult to retreat