Tired summer, pleasant wind and tentative touching hands.
The sound of the piano is clear and clear, and the shadows of the trees are swaying and mottled.
Zheng Yuan sat there quietly, thinking clearly.
"Let's go see the sea together."
Jiang Cuo promised.
Xiao Ling's autumn is a night of tossing and turning and being unable to sleep.
The sound of the piano whimpered, and Jiang Cuo pressed his head into the ice water.
Over and over again.
I vaguely saw the swaying shadows of the trees.
The Polaroid stuffed in the yellowing phone case has faded.
Zheng Yuan's shadow faded.
"I went to see the sea."
Jiang Cuo whispered to himself.
Concept: The confused emotions in youth are often mixed with embarrassing experiences, the depression and inferiority that overflow from the bones, and the original family will devour a person. What young people need to do now is to hold on to the hands of those they trust and resolutely face fate and difficulties.