When she first met Shen Zhourui, the boy was holding a basketball in the shadow of the magnolia tree, and fragments of sunlight still touched his white shirt. He seemed to be born to be the unique luminous person in her eyes. So much so that after they separated, she never had anyone else in her heart.
He was like a beam of light in her life, illuminating her world full of dust and haze. The hand stretched out to her in the darkness was particularly warm and powerful, and she ran to him resolutely. However, no one can guarantee that you will always be with the same person.
"Li Shuxiang, don't like me anymore."
"Okay."
Intention: People come and go, if only you could remember me