One day I accidentally heard the melody that I had forgotten, reminding me of past events that I thought would never pass. After I found that I no longer felt anything, I thought it was time to record this story.
This is a story of youth, and it is also a true story. Even those who have no story, everyone has a past, a small story buried in their hearts. And this is my past. I just hope that when reading my story, I can find my old shadow here and awaken the memory that has been sleeping for a long time and has been dust-covered.
It's just a simple hope that when I think back on it, the corners of my mouth will always be raised, and tears will flow down my face in the end. Then, the youthful feelings of the past have been let go. Those unforgettable love and pain are really forgotten by us so easily and we feel relieved.
She does not regret every choice she made, although she has thought that if she had not done that at that time and been more bold, would the ending not be like this? But this way there is no regret, because at least at that time everyone tried their best and loved with all their strength.
She has forgotten when she met him/her, whether it was summer or winter, whether she was wearing school uniform or casual clothes, whether it was raining or sunny at the time. Just thinking about being with him, that small sweet feeling always lingers, it is his unique mark.
A very dramatic encounter, a dramatic encounter again. Destiny is so wonderful. When fate comes, fate will bring people together endlessly.
And when the fate comes to an end, no matter how much I want to protect and persevere in my heart, I can only helplessly watch on the sidelines as the once familiar slowly disperses.