In the turbulent senior year of high school, two cautious people seemed very close and yet very far away. The bright moon is as clear as white veil, but also hazy. After catching a glimpse of her evasive eyes for the nth time, Lin Hangyuan wondered for no reason: When will she confess to me...
Let me write a short story first, very short. This is my first time to write an article, to test the waters. If anyone is interested, I will unfold the story from the perspective of the heroine. How should I put it, I want to record my youth in this way, although it may be a dark history in the future. Please bear with me if my writing is not good!
Purpose: Record youth