Freshmen in high school arrive at their new school one after another.
There was a boy wearing a white shirt and black pants sitting in the back seat of the bus by the window. He leaned against the window and squinted his eyes.
The warm wind blew the boy's hair, and his long eyelashes also trembled.
"We have arrived at Beining No. 1 High School" was heard on the bus. The boy slowly opened his eyes, stood up, and got off the bus with the box in hand. I stood at the gate of Beining No. 1 High School and looked at it for a while, then took the box to the reporting office.
Concept: Those years when you and I were straight men
