[In the throbbing age of youth, I fell in love with her like a jellybean.
"From then on, she left a strawberry-flavored lip mark on the tip of my heart"]
It was midsummer that year. Zhang Jiu was walking in the corridor, looking down at the cigarette in his hand. I listened to the buddies next to me gossiping about the school without saying a word. When he walked to the corner, there was a sound of hurried footsteps, and then a smell of strawberry candy came to his nose. Before Zhang Jiu could raise his eyes, he was knocked to the ground. The soft body pressed against her, and the strawberry-flavored lips were imprinted on her mouth and in her heart...
That year, the sun was just right, shining on her face, and the strawberries were so sweet that they filled her heart.
Intention: Don't be afraid of rumors and run towards where you belong in your heart.