In Yan Ziyu's second senior year of high school, she met a rare group of friends, and they walked through the difficult days together. Perhaps it was because the years were so beautiful that the sunshine at six o'clock in the evening painted the school corridors gold. Jiang Xun turned around and waved to her. She suddenly felt like a field of flying flowers opened up around her. Pink peach petals flew between her and Jiang Xun, turning into a piece of pink gold with the sunlight. This color evenly spread on her heart, and red beans grew in her heart from then on.
Intention: We have gone through those years of struggle together.