How should I make up for what I have missed so that I can catch up with time...
The first time Xia Jincheng met him, he didn't know whether it was in the laboratory where the sun broke through the window, or in the corner flower shop where the power went out. The boy's blurred figure never left him again...
For more than ten years after the earthquake, Xia Jincheng tried to atone for his sins every day. He learned to smoke and tell lies, and he gradually couldn't tell who he loved.
"I want to save you... I want to save you..." Xia Jincheng lowered his head and looked at his bloody fingers.
"Next time, if there is a next time, I will definitely hold you!" Jiang Zhichun smiled.
Daily writing, full text in vernacular, hahaha,
Intention: Time will not wait for you
