First love is like the fragrance of a gardenia blooming when you encounter it while hiking. You stop and smell it for a long time, but never see it again. It has existed during the journey, adding a sense of scenery to the journey. It's like someone has existed as a part of your life memory. Although short-lived, it is indelible.
Secret love story, very short, written from the first point of view
I was the prototype but added other things, some of which were not real.
Female one: Xiao xx, female two: Xiaoqiao
Purpose: I want to say too much and can't finish writing.