It Was a Good Month

That day when Tao Shan went to his teacher's house to collect information, it was drizzling, and wet crabapples were blooming in the courtyard of the foreign-style building. She held a transparent umbrella and waited under a tree with sparse flowers. The small puddle was startled and the reflection was shattered. Half a cigarette fell out of the building window. She suddenly looked up and saw a man in a gray silk nightgown leaning against the window smiling apologetically at her. She was twenty years old that year. Later she found out that the cigarette was dropped on purpose, and she was sorry because she didn't care. People like Feng Huizhou have probably never sincerely said sorry in their entire lives. |HE/Love at first sight/Reunion after breaking up Intention: empty