Teacher×Soldier
Five years later, at the class reunion, Luan Jiashu was at the beach looking at Wen Jiacheng, whose eyes had been following him. He was chatting with the man next to him with a smile, without even looking at him.
After three rounds of drinking, the corners of his eyes were already stained red by alcohol. He called Wen Jiacheng to the beach and said, Jiajia, can you love me again. Wen Jiacheng said to him with a look of relief, there are still trees in spring among dead trees, but people will never meet again. Luan Jiashu, I wish you a bright and prosperous future.
Ps: The first article is campus, the second article is city.
Intention: Be positive and be the person you most want to be