On the way of growing up, she met Wei Jin.
He is polite, mature and measured. It was natural for her to fall in love with him.
However, from late autumn to the harsh winter, this fate was shorter than she expected.
"I bought a ticket for tomorrow and I'm going back."
The farewell came suddenly. On the street late at night, the street lights lengthened the shadows of the two people.
"Why are you in such a hurry to go back?"
She stopped, turned around, stood on tiptoe, and looked at him with a smile: "You are really tall. Even if I try to stand on tiptoe, I can't look at you at eye level."
He bent slightly: "What now?"
She shook her head: "You can't keep doing this."
Some likes can be hidden in the heart for a lifetime; some distances cannot be filled by bending down.
Later she realized that not everything has to have an outcome. He was a noble person on her way of growing up. The two of them were lucky enough to walk together for a while, and then they parted ways, which was a precious memory.
However, do you really have no regrets?
That late-night turn around was the last moment she felt proud of herself.
It was also a winter that she thought of repeatedly in many springs to come.
We met again later, and it was a wonderful time.
She smiled and said to him: "Long time no see."
He said seriously: "You have grown taller."
Intention: Meeting is already a rare fate
