The day I saw Li Yiran again, the trees were green, the sky was blue, and even the wind was light. He stood under the teaching building, with the clear sky behind him.
He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and spoke to the other girls.
There is no stumbling upon every word, and there is no deep affection.
At that time, Li Yiran was mature and funny. He always had a smile in his eyes and could make girls smile with just a few words.
She couldn't tell at all how Li Yiran was forced by her many years ago. His tone was stilted and jerky, and he was almost gritting his teeth while reading a love letter.
Every word is stumbling, but it is full of affection.
"We met in early summer. Pears were green and not sweet at all."
Intention: youth, growth
