Even after several years, I still can't forget you.
I had a dream. I dreamed about you. I dreamed about the scene when I first met you. I looked at the young man's white profile, tall nose, wearing silver round glasses, and looked down at an English book.
Later, I wrote my youth into the novel "Little Shadow".
"Excuse me, little fox, is there a prototype for C in this book?"
"Yes."
"Can you tell us who it is?"
"Sorry, I can't say this."
"Then are you relieved?"
"I felt relieved when I wrote this book."
Intention: secret love