Youth always seems to leave some people in the same place, and there are always some people who are unwilling to leave. Jiang Yue is one of them.
Jiang Yue couldn't help thinking about Mu Xingyang every day, thinking about the Mu Xingyang she met for the first time, thinking about the Mu Xingyang who built a snowman for herself in winter, thinking about the Mu Xingyang who carefully sharpened her pen, thinking about the Mu Xingyang who would never come back...
Tears fell uncontrollably on the paper, and the paper absorbed it crazily, seeping through layer after layer, just like Jiang Yue's longing, accumulated year after year, page after page...
Jiang Yue stayed in the past, and she was happy with it
Purpose: Campus life