The leaves of the sycamore outside the window fell, and it was autumn again. Although it was autumn, the sunshine was particularly bright, shining on the playground. Cheng Zixin played unscrupulously with his companions, unknowingly affecting the heart of the boy opposite Xie Muze. A boy is a boy. Brave pursuit, bold confession, and quietly left after no results. Xie Muze did not know that Cheng Zixin had started a three-year unrequited love.
Purpose: To commemorate the three years of youth I lost during the epidemic