It had been eight years since I graduated.
She has been lingering in Shen Zhuoyang's mind for eight years. So when he decided to take the postgraduate entrance examination, he filled out the form without looking back and prepared to go abroad. Stay away from her. If you stay further away, you won't think of her anymore, Shen Zhuoyang keeps telling himself.
So I went directly to France.
The funny thing is that as soon as he finished the French French meal, he saw her sitting by the window eating alone.
I stood at the door of the restaurant for a long time.
Finally, he gave in and faced this eight-year-old demon.
"Chen Xi."
A familiar voice slid past her ears.
She raised her eyes, and the face in her hand stagnated in the air.
We meet each other everywhere in life. In this strange country, Chen Xi said his first hometown dialect: "Holy crap!"
Intention: the be here