The autumn wind swept away Pei Zhuo's drawing paper, and Ji Han bent down to pick it up. The contact between his fingertips froze time. The two chatted for a few words with red ears and then separated.
The autumn rain brought a chill. Pei Zhuo stood under the tree next to the campus stadium. A strong arm suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. Ji Han handed over his school uniform. The girl took it with a sweet smile. The boy turned around and ran back to the stadium with a blushing face.
Autumn brings winter to this city, and the holy first snow listens to the sincere confession.
The arrival of summer broke the sweetness between the two, and their broken feelings pushed them to different paths.
When this memory is recalled again, the only thing I am qualified to do is shake my head and sigh that I have missed it.
Intention: Thank you for persisting until I find you