—He Yijie
Once upon a time, when he was sixteen or seventeen years old, He Yike fell in love with a young man who was as bright as the breeze and the bright moon. My heart is moved for a moment, and my heart keeps moving.
—Xu Yanqing
Once upon a time, Xu Yanqing's peaceful life was rippled. When the sun sets, the haze disperses, and the mustard grows.
2022.06.17.++++++ Has been saved.
In fact, this is more like reminiscing about my high school life. Our story is not a novel.
PS: I don't know how to write copy, the content is mostly fragments of high school life.
Intention: Life is long and love lasts forever.