"Look at Lu Jia's circle of friends!"
Lu Jia? ! She hadn't heard that name for a long time. Zhou Yi clicked on his circle of friends and was slightly startled. The latest one is a photo of a marriage certificate without any accompanying text, but it is obvious enough that he is married...
…
Maybe when he and I looked at each other, the sun was cooperating with him, and the moment he smiled was extremely bright in my memory. Maybe the sun was just right at that moment, or maybe he liked me too.
"Lu Jia, happy graduation."
"Thank you."
"We will see each other again, right?" The girl's eyes were red. She didn't know whether it was because of the wind or because she was reluctant to leave the young man. It was so windy that day that Lu Jia didn't hear what she said.
Since then, Zhou Yi has never seen Lu Jia again, but Zhou Yi still believes that they are an unfinished youth.
Concept: Youth is precious.
