That early morning when Tian was sleepy and gloomy, he quietly placed a bunch of dried plums on her desk, but he never said, "This is going to make my teeth sore, here you go, try it." The girl thought it was a prank that she gave the plums to someone else, but she didn't know until later that it was the young boy Yu Yu who put it on the table.
The story is a continuation. I want to use all the time I can get to know him to describe him in his youth. Maybe he will never look back at me. I just hope that when I read this novel in the future, I can still think of my youthful, passionate, and cautious youth at this time, and think of my expectations when I walked through countless corridors and streets in order to see him.
Purpose: Record youth and remember it in the future