I thought that the heartbeat of my youth could withstand all torrents, but I didn't know that there was an undercurrent surging beneath my heartbeat.
The bumpy track on the playground has been renovated a long time ago, and the walls are covered with graffiti left by students. Their three years of youth seem to be fixed on this gray wall. The roof of the stands, which is always missing a few pieces, has also been repaired.
Ji Shize suddenly remembered that he seemed to be in these two seats at the previous sports meeting.
Wearing their school uniforms, he and Jin Yu were daydreaming one after another openly and cautiously.
But he was shattered by reality soon after.
"It's so fast..." He murmured.
"Well, it's really fast." The person next to him agreed, and then he looked at him.
"Close your eyes."
What fell on the lips was a kiss.
Ji Shize opened his eyes, and in front of him was no longer an empty table and chairs, no longer a cake being carefully put together under dim light, no longer a string of numbers on the screen of his mobile phone that he knew by heart but had no notes.
It's Jin Yu.
It was eight years later, 17-year-old Jin Yu.
"This kiss is for us who were eight years ago." Jin Yu paused for a moment, then moved closer, "This is for us now."
May we all have enough courage to resist the torrent of time.
They say that the thing that can't withstand the most squandering is the heartbeat of youth, and it doesn't matter.
I can always fall in love with you.
Intention: do it and cherish it