Preface: This is just a very light story. There are no peaks or troughs in the story. Just written on the edge of youth. Interested friends can come in and take a look, just think of it as a little sustenance after dinner. It is always gratifying to have memories. If you don't like it, please leave voluntarily. It's all because you went into the wrong bathroom when you were in a hurry. I'm sorry for wasting precious time. All I can say here is, I'm sorry. The girl's name is Jane. As her name suggests, she just wants to make life simpler and happier. But these are often the hardest to achieve. The memories her student life brought her were more wonderful than fulfilling. Because memories will only make people remember those beautiful and sour growth paths. Around her, these, those, little stories. The feelings she didn't even understand were insignificant, but also real and touching. Jane often pays attention to a boy named Chen unconsciously. And another relationship that was still vague was slowly growing, but Jane didn't know what it was. What is like, what is love, what is happiness? Maybe this is just a vague feeling.
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