This book just commemorates my 255 days. When we were together, he said he wanted me to write a book about him. I always felt that if I recorded too much, I would choose not to write it, but I still couldn't stop him. I will fulfill his dream and commemorate my 255 days.
It started at the corner of the stairwell, and the word "yellow up" opened the intersection between them. I thought that after the intersection, they would no longer be parallel, but the problem was solved for us through the running-in of the three perspectives. We have all forgotten the excitement and coldness when we met in the snow, the records of taking a taxi, and the distance we have overcome. 7 Days of exchange I wrote countless short essays every time I was picked up and dropped off from school, just like the lyrics, "No matter how thick the love is, it is just a pile of paper." The beauty of the process makes me remember it hard. The day when I wrote the essay is the starting point of the real ending with him. As teenagers in our youth, ignorant love is the purest. This book is dedicated to my beloved.
Purpose: I would like to dedicate this book to the 255 days we spent together