Your every move traces my absurd daily dreams. The breeze flows into the shade of the trees and flows through the sea of books in the classroom. You nestle in my collar and hair and whisper. The classmates write down their notes, the teacher writes on the blackboard with chalk, and I look at you quietly.
She thought she had forgotten him, and she was moving forward. She also wanted to live a good life, but what she didn't expect was that they would meet again.
Human beings always cling to what they see at first sight. She didn't expect him to appear in front of her again.
That day, it was someone else's birthday. She came out of the box to get some air. He followed her out. He explained to her what happened that year. She said that she would not believe it and that she would never look back.
After that, everyone on campus knew that he was chasing her.
This time, will she be trapped in the most fickle sea again?
Intention: It's not sudden, I've always missed you