When Shen Yihang and Lin Xiao were nine years old, they sat side by side in the same classroom and looked at the blackboard. When they were fifteen, they listened to different classes across a wall. When doing exercises, she could see Shen Yihang diagonally behind her when she turned around. At eighteen, she did not have the vigorous youth of Shen Yihang, but she heard his name in the small restaurant outside his school. When they were twenty, they walked to different cities in the same examination room. They never saw each other again, but fate was wonderful. "If the time hasn't come yet before, then you should be willing to hold my hand this time, right?"
Intention: No need to feel inferior or hesitant, maybe your light will also move forward under your shining