In the summer when I was seventeen years old, youth was like a winter jasmine, only green and not mature, the ignorance of the first love, the immature first love was like a roller coaster, it came and went quickly, all the beautiful experiences, sad suffocation, and the curse of not being able to love...
They met Yiyi when they were learning to speak, and they pushed each other when they were toddlers. Liu Loy's friendship on the slow and clumsy road was like a life-saving antidote. Along the long river of time, a group of lovely people came in, Ye Lingxi, Nan Yan, Shu Yao, Lin Qingyan. I wanted to be with them at every important moment. I would share every important thing with them. They were three interesting deskmates. Later, I met new friends in five studios. When I was in college, Jianxin walked into Yuan Xiangbei's life. At that time, they didn't have any scheming, and they didn't understand what human relations were. Their only goal was to study. In the four years of pure and serious life, the friendship started when their names appeared on the same class table, they met the same people, licked the wounds of youth together, encouraged the unknown future, were healed, warmed, and affirmed. They could proudly introduce to others at any time, "This is my good friend, the sunshine of youth."
The name written on the love letter is like a stack of high hills. Some people say that the chance of meeting a soul mate is one in 6 billion. Fortunately, Yuan Xiangbei met him. From then on, he wanted to be the best version of himself. At that time, the love was passionate, hiding in Tibet, desperate, and so that he could quarrel with his parents.
Starting from the age of seventeen, three years in school, four years away from home, one year together, and the end of eight years of long-distance love, best friends protecting each other, love is the road, from school uniforms to wedding dresses, he will always be her young favorite...
Concept: Everyone has their own emotional reserve station, and each reserve station has its own story. The bud of love in high school, love is a romance that has nowhere to go. After experiencing college entrance examination, university, work, marriage, and long-term companionship, I understand the preciousness of loving one person for a lifetime and having one person love for a lifetime.