You Can't Control It

"I confessed first." When Xie Yun said this, there was an indescribable tenderness in his eyes, and he couldn't hide the smile on his lips: "At that time, it was the happiest time to talk about it all my life, and it was stupid." "You've had it too, right?" Mrs. Xie, who had gray hair on her temples, sighed, but she was not disappointed. The corners of her eyes and eyebrows were filled with the happiness and stability accumulated over the years. The reporter laughed and said, "It's like this in adolescence." "What did I say to him afterwards -" She thought for a moment. The reporter listened carefully and almost held his breath. However, Xie Yun did not look at the camera. She seemed to have returned to the summer when she was seventeen years old. At that time, she stood in front of him and said with a smile: "Li Chenchun, I just want to like you forever, and you can't control it." - Interview memoirs, both first and third person Interspersed narratives, but the timeline is from elementary school to old age Random updates, short stories Intention: Cherish the people in front of you.