When Shen Chen was 18 years old, in the small town where she grew up, she had to admit that she met a very special person.
++The old and trendy clinic owned by her kind grandfather that she had been visiting since she was a child, but that day there was a beautiful man sitting behind the counter. He felt her pulse indifferently, and his white shirt, which often smelled of herbs, became the only bright color in her green dreams.
++His peach blossom eyes are bright and dark, and there is an endless distance in his eyes.
++They are acquaintances and relatively familiar neighbors.
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++But she seems to have fallen in love with someone.
++"So you are a Chinese medicine practitioner like grandpa?"
++ "I'm not as good as him." He nodded perfunctorily, pressing his thin fingers against her beating artery. "You stayed up late again."
++"How do you know."
++ "Your pulse is messed up."
++Then did my pulse tell you that the reason why it is messy is because of you.
++"You will leave in the future, right?"
++"See you again."
++The lonely town turned into a desert, and the kiss she stole under the bright night sky became a hurdle that she could not get over in her life.
++We met again at a very powerful university where she was admitted.
++At the welcome party, she was surprised to find that the graduate student looked familiar.
++In the chaotic crowd, he walked through the sea of people with a half-smile and looked at her.
++"I told you, we will see you again."
++"School girl."
++He went back to his hometown to help his grandfather look after the store, and he also checked people's pulses and saw doctors to steal his grandfather's job. +
++A writing practice + the main line is love, love, love
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Intention: See you again
