Speaking of high school, Xu Mu always had a figure in his mind, a tall and thin figure walking in the corridor, and he always thought of the two or three good friends beside him. She would laugh, and she also thought of her high school classmates. She thought, why can't time go back to that pink self-study evening with the rising wind? In fact, it doesn't matter if it's not pink, as long as she can go back.
Concept: Everyone's unique and ordinary youth