The wind of that winter brought the reunion of the old days and stole the heartbeat full of love, leaving only the heart of blazing youth.
Gu Yu stayed with him overnight in the third grade of elementary school. Jian Huai remembered the meeting in the alley for many years. With a mole on his hand, after many twists and turns, Jian Huai returned his favor to him.
"You said you wanted to repay the favor, remember?"
"Yeah."
"You said I had the prerogative to order you."
"Yeah."
"Can I use it now?"
"Yeah."
"Then can you accept me?"
…
Winter comes again.
"Are you willing to let me go?"
He slowly said: "I don't want to let go, so I'm leaving."
"I'll wait for you."
He chuckled and said, "Little madman, wait for autumn."
Intention: love, youth, courage