This is a story about a young girl's growth and transformation.
Summer at thirteen. After evening study, Yu Yun walks home alone in silence, as she always does. A girl with a bright smile taps her on the back and asks, "Do you live on Changhua Road too?"
Summer at seventeen. After coming last again on a quiz, Yu Yun lies face-down on her desk, quietly crying. A boy pokes her arm and says, "Don't cry. I'll help you with the problems from now on."
The girl brings her friendship; the boy lets her experience love.
Both become memories of Yu Yun's life that belong to her alone.
Reading notes:
The main story follows the heroine's growth and experiences. It is told entirely from her perspective, and the pace will be slow and even, with some sentimental sighing over the passing of spring and autumn.
This will not be a paid novel, and updates will be irregular. I'm writing it to refresh my mood after writing serialized fiction, so please don't rush me for updates.
There are friendship and romance storylines.
I have no outline. I'll write as I go. This is just writing practice, so please forgive the rough writing.
There are no real-life models. Some experiences of mine and people around me will appear in the story; everything else is made up. Please don't assume anyone is being portrayed or point fingers at people.
If you don't like it, please skip it. Don't tell me, and don't come looking for a heated argument.
Theme: To youth
It's true, I was bullied in junior high school, and it's inexplicable that they don't like you because you are really crazy. Just because I didn't take sides and was too lazy to engage in those messy cliques, I did my own thing and was isolated and targeted. Fortunately, I have a relatively independent personality and they didn't do it so blatantly. I pretended not to be seen and read my own books and did my own thing. Over time, they felt bored. The habit of reading novels and comics started from that time. If you don't have anyone to play with, just look for friends in books.
Why are there no more updates? Crying
The beauty of secret love can only be felt by yourself. . . It's sour but beautiful.
Punch in, Punch in, Punch in, Punch in, Punch in, Punch in, Punch in, Punch in
If it's updated, I'll watch it after I gain weight.
Haha, I actually opened a new article, I just found out now
Suddenly I saw the name "Flower Season and Rainy Season" and realized how many years have passed... Most of the little girls who read Jinjiang have never heard of this book.
When I saw the words "good news", I thought the book had been published.
Let's save it and watch it together. Come on, let's play together?
It's always good to let nature take its course