The year she met Shen Qi, Lin Zitian was fifteen years old. She was a rare surly girl in Class 17, who had good grades but was still smart. She was praised by her classmates and teachers, and pampered by her parents. She was like a star holding the moon. However, in the days after that, the moonlight became pale and lost its original light. The seasons continued to change. One summer many years later, Lin Zitian returned to the high school campus. The wind was still blowing endlessly. She looked at the swaying branch and missed the boy who had appeared in the story.
Intention: In the hasty book of youth, look for our lost figures.
