The secret love I had when I was fifteen or sixteen turned into a bright love on that rainy day.
It's the arguments in chemistry class that are louder than the lectures, it's the shining figure on the math self-study podium, it's the tilted umbrella on a rainy day, it's the inadvertent deliberateness again and again.
It's a pleasure to meet you, An Ran wrote it thousands of times.
An Ran likes chemistry class because she loves chemistry. An Ran loves math class because Zhou Xiangyang likes math.
Intention: Relive the throbbing of youth, even if it is a regret, it is the best