That summer, Zhou Xu reached out to Chen Jingyan, and Chen Jingyan held her tightly as if he had encountered the light in his life.
Chen Jingyan: "Why did you hand me yogurt that day?"
Zhou Xu: "Who knows, maybe I just want to give it to you."
It was another summer, the poplar trees outside the window were tall and straight, and the world was filled with green. When Chen Jingyan walked out of the classroom, the light shone on her, as if it had illuminated the past.
Chen Jingyan rarely thought of Zhou Xu. He didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing, but it was undeniable that Zhou Xu's light disappeared and disappeared into Chen Jingyan's world.
Intention: play