If you want to make an annotation on the word "reread", Nanxiang's answer is: six gods have no master, and the war is in chaos.
At the end of summer when he was eighteen years old, Nanxiang, who had escaped from the key class, did not escape the fate of failure and re-entered the gate of No. 9 Middle School.
She walked forward in fear and confusion, but was saved by a pair of eyes staring back at her inadvertently.
No one understood what his appearance meant to her. She ran towards him almost desperately, towards the boy named Fu Xin'an...
'But Fu Xin'an, why do you always stand on the other side and stare at me, as if we are out of reach across thousands of mountains and rivers?
Look at this silver man, he is so pure and innocent, and we are so close, as long as we stretch out our hands, we can almost hug each other.
And you are lingering on the shore, always hesitating? '
The silver is clear and shallow, and it fades away a few inches, and fills the water, and the pulse is speechless...
Maybe it's the wrong time that makes people dependent on each other in trouble. But Nan Xiang will never feel that Fu Xin'an is the wrong person.
The fleeting years continue to pass by, and they cannot be retained or counted. They are just ants in the vegetation rushing forward in this torrent of fate.
And this grand and sad love affair must finally have a good ending.
'Thank you for stunning my time, my favorite boy. But goodbye, Fu Xin'an. I hope we can all continue to move forward and never look back...'
Purpose: A beautiful love requires two people to have the courage to go in both directions. If you hesitate to move forward, how can we get in front of each other even if there is only a drop of water?