\\\"Haha, your deskmate is me, please give me some advice.\\\"
"Do you want to have dinner? Are you able to make it in time? Can I buy it for you?"
"It's too bad, the provincial team didn't enter. Come back next year."
"It's easy for liberal arts students to think too much... If you want to study, you can study, and if you want to lie down, it's no big deal."
To Ming, Chen Xiang is just one of the millions of passers-by, even a gray and inconspicuous one. To Chen Xiang, Yu Ming is the brightest one, just like the sun.
Chen wants to look forward, blindly, forward, leaving those things behind. Even if they are entangled and unwilling to let go, he still has to struggle to look forward.
As Chen Xiang said, some things are better left vague than clear.
Goodbye, Yu Ming.
But will we meet again?
Intention: Goodbye, never see you again, will there ever be a goodbye?