Imaginations and longings for a better future are never worth the reality
That night, Lin Zhizai stood there under the dim streetlight and watched her gradually go away on the playground.
Hiding without hesitation seemed to have completely brought an end to the future of the two of them.
The sunny and cheerful guy finally just said something to her silently.
"Liang is punctual and has a bright future."
Ps: a short story
Intention: commemoration and regret