This article is narrated in the first person, that is, from the first perspective. It is a campus love story! Childhood sweethearts who have been together since childhood meet for the first time after growing up due to family reasons. Is it better to meet at a later date or not, and finally get married? Or part ways? From not knowing each other to recognizing each other, from not being familiar with each other to not distinguishing each other, and then to separation "Chen Hua, is it true that we can grow only by separation?" "Well" "If we grow up and we have to separate, can I not grow up" "That's it, Xiaojin, never see each other again"... The fireworks that day were beautiful, he was very gentle, but everything does not belong to me anymore, Chen Hua, I wish you a bright future.
Purpose: I hope I won't have any regrets in my youth. Stories can only be stories after all.