He was wearing a blue school uniform facing the sun and leaning against the sun-drenched corridor. He stood at the top of Chen Yi's heart and was imprinted on her when she was seventeen or eighteen years old.
2004/September 1
"To me you are the persimmon of September."
Lu Chiqi asked her later.
"What does this mean?"
Chen Yi lowered his head, looked at the persimmon in his hand and said,
"Persimmons in September represent secret love. The meaning of love is sour. When the persimmons are immature, they are sour. It's like falling in love with an immature boy. Half-ripe persimmons are slightly sweet and a little bitter. It's like the feeling of having a secret love for someone. "
He leaned against the wall and she sat on the steps.
Both of them have a rebellious temperament.
But now, they are clean and nice.
Purpose: I hope to have the ability to read minds.