In the summer afternoon, the sun poured down lazily on my white jeans. I felt lost, walking alone on the empty street, mourning for my lost love.
A flash of green floated across my face. I turned around and came to my senses. The person in the wheelchair was a boy in his 20s. He smiled jokingly, "Stop crying, your eyes are like pandas~"
When I met him, I said in my heart: This is the love I want to pursue in my life.