That summer, 15-year-old Jian Jian walked into Xincheng No. 1 Middle School alone, dragging his heavy luggage. Here, she and her friends meet and part ways, becoming lifelong concerns and bonds with each other. Here, she opens the girl's heart and tastes the bitterness and sweetness of secret love and being loved.
Purpose: The older I grow, the more I realize that many memories that I once regarded as treasures and stored carefully have gradually become blurred and distant. I would like to write this article about my devilish and unforgettable high school life, where there were friends, ignorant love, and a youth that I can never go back to.