Lin Jing never thought that Song Qiran, the person he had not spoken to in high school, would stand behind him in an accident, silently, like the rough sea inside.
Song Qiran had a secret love for Lin Jing, but only the Song family knew about it.
After repeating it again and again, you will still remember the chirping of cicadas in the afternoon, the looks at each other in the alley, or the stammered words with the humidity and the fragrance of laundry detergent in the air.
"Today is the third day, would you like it?"
Boredom or longing, on the unfolded timeline, are the stars as bright as your clean eyes?
Intention: I hope the people I miss will be by my side