In the midsummer of that year, the girl's blushing face and the noisy chirping of cicadas will forever be engraved in Bai Man's heart.
Reunited again, the former lovers became familiar strangers, caring for each other without words.
The coward is lost in the rainy season, constantly searching for his true heart.
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The rain was pouring down, and the two people in the alley danced like madmen.
Bai Man looked at Cheng Yu'an, with a mixture of reluctance and distress in her eyes. The mixed emotions were unpredictable. She couldn't tell whether the tears or rain on Cheng Yu'an's face were wet. She could only feel a patch of wetness.
"Bai Man, do you love me?"
"... Yuzai, the meaning of a lover's existence is to teach you how to love yourself." She never said that word. She was afraid, afraid that Cheng Yu'an would fall into the swamp. Her 18-year-old should be bright and passionate, and she should not fall in love with a rotten person like her.
"I love you Bai Man, but... I can't forget those hurtful words. It is a sharp blade that stabs my heart all the time."
Seeing her current fragile appearance, Bai Man felt a dense pain in his heart, and suddenly remembered the first encounter.
In this alley, the girl came like a savior, full of vitality, and saved her broken 17-year-old.
Bai Man knelt down and hugged her, patting her back gently: "An Zai, it won't hurt anymore!"
Farewell in the alley, when will we meet?
Sometimes those words would ring in Bai Man's mind, and she thought:
She was terrible and the only person who loved her was pushed away by her own hands.
She actually doesn't care about worldly opinions.
There is no way, there is no going back, nothing can be gone back.
Cheng Yu'an's eighteen-year-old life was incomplete. The most important piece of the puzzle was missing.
At the age of twenty-five, the puzzle was finally completed.
Purpose: The prerequisite for loving someone is not losing your original self.