"Can I compare you to a summer's day,
But you are cuter and gentler than summer."
——Shakespeare's "Sonnets"
Twenty-seven-year-old Sheng Ning is forever grateful to her seventeen-year-old self.
The moment we looked at each other, my heart stopped, and my eyes began to write a love letter to you.
In fact, you were just so ordinary in my youth.
It's just that I have remembered you for ten years.
I penned a fourteen-line love letter and sent my last letter to the world.
Intention: secret love