1. Lin Yanxiu had a crush on a young man, a proud man with a bright future.
She had been following him for a long time, and finally heard that he already had a girlfriend.
Years have passed since then, and Lin Yanxiu, who was studying abroad, received an email from her hometown in California. The time was three years ago. The familiar handwriting and the fact that we are forever separated from each other kept her awake at night in the years to come.
At a class reunion, Lin Yanxiu was rented to the past, and nothing had happened yet.
Gu Qing often dreamed that his plane crashed and fell into the ocean, and his consciousness was scattered in the ripples of the water, as if he had really experienced it. One day, in another dream that made him suffocate in pain, someone held his hand.
"Gu Qing——" This voice cut through the loneliness;
He woke up from his lunch break and saw the girl standing by the window. The fan in the classroom was still spinning. Her bangs were blown up and down by the wind. He didn't know her name, but he heard her voice reaching his ears from his dream.
"Gu Qing?"
It was the first time that Lu Qing saw the girl's appearance, and he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity and gentleness.
Gu Qing asked: "Have we met before?"
2. Ji Huaian's plane crashed, and when he woke up, he was back to the year he was eighteen.
That year, he was unruly and disfigured due to a fire. From then on, he was like an evil insect growing in the gutter, and he began to turn everything around him upside down without any scruples.
He has become a powerful and powerful presence in the shopping mall, and he will also think of the regrets and youthful times in his drunken and luxurious life.
Once again, he calmly waited for the familiar burning pain in the fire.
There was no unexpected pain. The familiar yet unfamiliar girl rushed into the fire scene and rescued him with her weak body.
Looking at her encouraging eyes and gentle smile, Ji Huaian thought, this life will be different after all.
He is not a good person, as long as there is a ray of light shining on him
He will hold that beam of light tightly in his hands
He knew her name, it had haunted him for years in both worlds
Cicadas chirped loudly outside the window, the breeze carried the fragrance of gardenias, and the pure white dress and the sweat beads of the teenager after exercising shone brightly in the sun.
Concept: Life is a river, flowing eastward into the sea and moving forward without interruption. Youth is a door in this sea. There is an opening and closing world in the boundless blue. It exists in it, and the ebb and flow are also changing. We praise most of the beauty, the scenery of the distant journey, the moon that has left. Some memories begin to become uncertain as the years grow older. The beauty remains alone and stands out for a long time. I have read so many poetry anthologies, and the collision of beauty is like opening the window in surprise at the first sight on a snowy day. We are all skinny and indulging in every glance of the surface. In fact, people are superficial, and they will never forget what they can't get.