I think Meng Meng will never forget that sleepy afternoon. She turned around sleepily. The young man was wearing white short-sleeves, jeans and white shoes. He was full of youth. He was leaning against the wall and smiling at her in the middle of summer.
The boy who once read her name in an ambiguous tone, "Meng Meng?" Sounded like "Meng Meng."
The boy who once drove his motorcycle to the door of her house and shouted to her to open the window. The sound of the motorcycle disappeared, and the night became silent for a long time. The girl's heart was completely softened.
The young man who spent a whole day peeling a grapefruit for her, the shredded grapefruit flesh contained all the young man's love.
The boy who waited until school was over every night to go to school just to walk a few dozen meters with her.
How could I not want her...
Chen Chen, I don't believe it
Concept: The story of youth is beautiful, but also regrettable. It's just youth, don't regret it.