Lin Feng, who was about to graduate from college, had a dream that night.
I dreamed that I was holding the hand of a strange girl and walking among the maple trees, and they were speechless.
Suddenly, she raised her head and asked, "Didn't you say you hate me?"
"Ah!——"
After waking up with a start, Lin Feng gasped for air, beads of sweat falling from his head. He was shocked to find that the red string on his left wrist that had been missing for four years had quietly appeared at some point.
This red rope, which symbolized the marriage of the old man Yuexia, had been cut off by himself, which also symbolized the complete disappearance of his fate with her.
Lin Feng sat up on the bed and murmured to himself: "She... Is she...?"
"Who are you?"
A drop of tear fell down on the back of my hand, and before I could wipe it away, the water droplets dried up quickly.
Forgot, all forgotten.
Your look, your name, your voice, everything about you...
The only thing that cannot be forgotten is that the throbbing heart that liked you at the beginning seems to be quite familiar again.
Intention: pure love