In the midsummer of that year, the cicadas chirped quietly under the afterglow, and the breeze blew by, carrying the fragrance of gardenias. On that campus where gardenias were planted, An Jun met a person. The young man was wanton and public, as bright as the sun, igniting her entire youth.
"Classmate, do you always take a nap in math?"
She looked back at him with a look that lasted ten thousand years.
The moment he stepped into An Yu's eyes, he was throbbing like a wind chime.
After graduating from high school, she still didn't say the words, I like you. It seemed like she couldn't meet anyone better than him in college.
In those years, she wrote thirty-two letters for him, but she did not have the courage to send one
An Jun also asked himself, is time really a doctor? Eight years later, the two met on the street. An Yu smiled and asked about the original answer. He smiled and told her the answer she had been waiting for eight years.
"An Yu, of course."
"Cheng Yu, you don't need to remember me, you must always remember Na Xia."
Later someone asked her: "What happened next?" An Yu smiled and said nothing.
What happened later is no longer important
It doesn't matter, Cheng Yu, you and I will always live in each other's youth wearing school uniforms.
Intention: Walking towards the light is always right