On the third day after moving to my new home, it rained overnight, destroying my small balcony garden. When Xie Chi came to the door with a bag of broken flowers and leaves, I learned that he actually lived downstairs from me.
Reunited after a long absence, the embarrassment of the hasty farewell was hidden in the polite words now. He asked me to give him this bag of broken flowers, as if he had just parted with me yesterday, and said it was an unexpected surprise.
I suddenly remembered that when I was young, he gave me half a wall of roses in this tone. The midsummer nights are short and the days are long and the wind is clear, but the boy and I are still tempted.
The first draft of the full text has been written, and I will edit it while posting it. It will be updated quickly and basically free of abuse.
Intention: Even if you are in love, you have to study hard for me!