Short story/not v/be
At the darkest time in his life, Cen Suihe received a text message from an unknown number.
——How are you lately?
Cen Suihe deleted the message without thinking much.
At the end of August, she accidentally dug out a dusty photo album in a corner of her home.
There was a yellowed love letter tucked into the last page of the photo album. Suddenly, she seemed to know the origin of that text message.
The film of memory rewinds back to that summer, which was also the same hot August. A boy with gentle eyebrows and a clean boyish air walked around the entire campus just to say a word to her.
"Cen Suihe."
"The summer is coming to an end again."
And the story also begins from that summer that is about to end.
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"Just looking at you in August, I seemed to have completed the entire trajectory of my life."
"Cen Suihe, August is the height of summer and the beginning of autumn, so it doesn't matter if summer is over. I'll tell you the rest slowly in autumn."
——Love letter from (male protagonist)
—Tribute to "Love Letter"
Intention: Study hard
