To this day, it's hard for me to judge whether Mu Yu is a good guy or a bad guy. Maybe he really thought about a future with me, but he just thought about it. We fell in love when we were 15 years old, and we were willing to fight against the whole world, teachers, parents, college entrance examinations, and classmates for each other. When we were 16 years old, we were eating a bowl of noodles at a small noodle shop on the street for 7 yuan, and imagined where we would hold a wedding banquet when we were 26 years old. You said you didn't know, but it was fine that the bride was you. But Mu Yu, you separated from me when you were 17 years old, and you used the cruelest way.
Mu Yu, you said you wanted to take the martial arts test, and you succeeded. During the summer vacation of my freshman year of high school, I said I would accompany you to Wuhan to eat hot dry noodles, but in the end I stayed in Wuhu. Wuhan and Wuhu are separated by 478.7 Kilometers. If we had not broken up during our senior year of high school, and if I had been willing to look back during the summer after graduation, then we would have only been separated by 478.7 Kilometers and not be strangers who never communicated again.
Forgive me for thinking of you and our story on the last day of 2023. I want to write it down because I am afraid of forgetting.
Mu Yu, happy new year, I don't want to think of you again this year.
Concept: In this era of fast food love, we fall in love just because we see each other in the eye, fall in love quickly, quarrel, and break up. We gradually do not understand what falling in love is and what love is, so the student days of our first love have become the only way for us to look back on love.