The boy she met online for the first time at the age of sixteen was that summer. Ning Yu thought she would never meet again, but she didn't expect that the boy would fulfill his promise and still be waiting for her after the college entrance examination. I thought that sweet love was finally my turn, but when faced with the Internet and reality, family and life, I ended up being an immature persimmon on the Mengqiu tree, sweet but astringent.
Intention: Love life and cherish the present.