"Chen Jiaming is Song Zhiyue's moon"
I don't know how many times Song Zhiyue had written this sentence in the yellowing diary.
For Song Zhiyue, he is the hanging moon, and she is the night sky accompanying him.
When they first met, the young man was wearing a black jacket and rescued her from a difficult situation. At that time, she knew what love at first sight was. Maybe others heard it was too ridiculous, but to her, it was youth.
Unexpectedly, they would meet again in class. Song Zhiyue would always remember that day. The young man was wearing a white shirt and standing in the sun. His body was coated with a layer of golden light. He was like God's beloved. He looked so beautiful.
Later, he helped her do many things, so much so that Song Zhiyue later had the idea to save six pence and go pick the moon. She did so. The girl was full of thoughts and folded her blessings and love for the boy into paper airplanes.
On graduation day, the girl was wearing a white floral dress and holding a can of paper airplanes for him. When she went out to look for him, she overheard Chen Jiaming talking to others.
"Brother Ming, do you like Song Zhiyue? We feel that you treat her differently than other girls." The young man chuckled and said in a seductive voice: "She is too good, and we are not suitable." The girl left hastily after hearing this. But she didn't hear the next sentence: "My moon deserves the best."
That night, the girl buried the can of paper airplanes in the ground and never dug it out, just like her love would never see the light of day.
"I wish you a bright future and peace every year, my boy Chen Jiaming."
—End of campus
Song Zhiyue is Chen Jiaming's moon, only he knows it
Purpose: I hope every girl can learn to love herself and become self-reliant