When I met Che Yu, I understood something like the dawn of dawn. God arranges for you to go to a place so that you can meet some people.
At that time, I was too naive, too ignorant, and ignored too many details. Looking back now, every look I looked at Che Yu at that time was actually a confession.
Some feelings are just like this. After time passes, they arrive slowly, the veil is unveiled, and the breath that makes people unable to bear it bursts out.
Che Yu, I miss you very much.
Concept: campus/youth/secret love/memories