If she didn't look back and look at the new classmates who came in from the same class, she would even have an illusion. It was as if she just slept on the table during her lunch break and had a short and insignificant dream. When I close my eyes, it's still midsummer, but when I open my eyes, it's already late autumn
Shuqi thought to herself: "Do you feel my secret love? I like you so much that even after a few years, I won't be able to meet the person who makes my heart beat again."
"You like sweets too"
"Yeah, I like it."
I never ate again until you left.
Everyone felt my hidden affection for him, but he never felt it.
Later, on a breezy summer day, he left quietly.
When I saw him again, he was still the boy who saw light wherever he walked.
Intention: We must learn to let go appropriately