"Lin Yu, don't get wet in the rain again."
Before Cheng Liu was taken away, he only left these words.
She knew that her memory had never been very good. Every night when it rained, she always dreamed of those fragmented memories. She only knew that now was not the time to recall those things.
Forgetting is not a bad thing for her.
One day when she took a shortcut and passed by that alley, Cheng Liu leaned on the motorcycle, smiling lightly, with bangs that were so long that they covered his eyes. On the playground the next day, he was a shining representative of the freshmen. Not only did his bangs become much neater, but his smug look was also completely wiped off by him.
Many years later, when she took out a yellowed Polaroid from a certain coat, the blurry figures on it were still clear in her mind.
Intention: Two-way redemption