Amidst the noisy ringing of the end of get out of class, there were two students facing each other in the last row of Class 1, the senior class who was repeating the class. "The ball hit my face, and my head hurts a little. Do you know?" This is what 18-year-old Wang Sichen said with a smile to 19-year-old Liu Liu. 19-Year-old Liu Liu was silent for a while and said with a smile: "My genetic disease cannot be eradicated and I am not my father. Which one hurts more?" The two did not speak, holding each other's hands tightly in silence.
"How have you been lately? Chensi." This was a text message from Liu Liu. Wang Chensi was sitting in the corner of the university cafeteria, wearing a half-sleeve with a bowl of noodles printed on it. He wiped his hands and replied: "I'm making money. I'm going to eat first, and I'll go to class soon."
"How are you doing recently? Liu Liu. I miss you very much." This was after standing in the cold wind in winter for a long time.
He looked into the distance for a long time, his nose was red from the cold weather, and he didn't want to leave the woman's hand.
On the text message page of the phone, you can vaguely see that many text messages are not displayed as read.
Intent: A story about friends redeeming each other and warming each other up