"Cheng, if you miss me, just kiss the air around you, and the wind will blow your thoughts to me!" A familiar voice sounded in my ears, and I ran and ran, but where are you? Please don't leave me, okay?
I woke up crying and my pillow was half wet.
I casually flipped through the photo album, and everyone's faces appeared in front of my eyes. Maybe I was moved by the scene, and my eyes were a little moist. Continue to turn to the next page, but there is a photo in the middle, with "F&J—2017.5.21" Written in marker on the back.
To be precise, this is a Polaroid, a separate photo, not a photo in our graduation album.
Looking at this familiar line of letters and numbers, tears had already fallen from his eyes.
In the photo, the girl with long hair is holding a cake and nestling in the arms of the girl with short hair. She smiles sweetly and her eyes are full of love.
The girl with short hair is me, my name is Fan Yucheng.
She is the girl with long hair, her name is Ji Yiqing.
Key explanation: If you have feelings about mysophobia, please be careful. The characters in this article are not perfect.
Intention: Love is in the moment, love must be in time
