During the first Spring Festival when they met, he said to her: "I like you, do you want to be with me?"
"We were too young," she said.
When he graduated from high school, he said, "Do you want to be with me?"
She said: "Wait a little longer."
In the first spring after they were admitted to the same university together, in the cherry blossom forest, he said to her: "It's time, let's be together, right?"
She responded calmly: "Okay, together."
The breeze blew by, and petals fell from the sky, blurring the faces of the two people who were close together, and the dryness that the spring breeze could not blow away burst out.
It's not a momentary impulse, it's destiny from the moment we met, and it's the heart's desire written on the note.
They are the most special existence in each other's eyes in this noisy world, and they are also the bright white flowers blooming in the dirty quagmire.
*HE is a decadent male protagonist in the early stage and a coquettish male protagonist in the later stage*Sensitive inner micro-community is afraid of female protagonists
*This is my first time writing. The writing style is childish and purely made up. Readers with high standards should not read this. I wish you a happy life.
Intention: I wish everyone can grow old together with the one they love.
