Bai Ziyu remembered that it was the summer when he came back here again when he was sixteen, a summer when cicadas were chirping hoarsely. The summer seemed to be particularly long that year, so that autumn came extremely late.
He had always felt that he was a very unlucky person. The sixteen years he had been stumbling through had been extremely bumpy, so he did not expect any luck to come.
But when he returned to this city, everything seemed to have a new development, a new class, classmates who got along well, dedicated teachers, old friends who were relieved, uncles and aunts who took special care of him, and a person who had become special.
Chen Xun×Bai Ziyu
Concept: People cannot have youth and the feeling of youth at the same time
