The page that the wind blew hastily brought my thoughts back to that boyhood——
In the midsummer of that year, under the afterglow of the setting sun, the breeze was just right, and the cicadas chirped softly.
He Jiangsheng asked Siyin, who was walking slightly ahead of him: "Li Siyin, which university do you want to attend?"
Li Siyin turned around, met his deep gaze, and said with a smile: "Guess?"
But just as he was about to turn around and go back to the classroom, he heard her say firmly: "Grade A!"
He Jiangsheng smiled and said to her, "You can definitely do it."
After those three years, we all went our separate ways——
"He Jiangsheng, you broke your promise..." Li Siyin said lightly, but his tears kept wetting the pillow beside the bed...
Note: Jiang (pronounced in the fourth tone of jiang jiang, pronounced in the fourth tone of sheng)
Intention: To commemorate the white moonlight in my heart