Maybe the time is not mature at all, our feelings are not mature at all, we are still...
After he moved here with his parents, he started playing with me. The time in elementary school was very happy, and a lot of us kids played together all day long.
In junior high school, he had a new partner, and I was still one year younger than him, so we only had very little time to see each other...
After that, I was successfully admitted to a high school in the city, but he was not. Mother Lin arranged for him to study cooking in a vocational middle school, and we separated.
I thought I might never interact with him again...
The train in the nightmare crushed my body over and over again, and the blood evaporated and dissipated in the air. I was tortured. Due to work reasons, I came back here again, thinking about the strange things that happened that day...
The small village has been demolished, the abandoned railway tracks are still abandoned, and the stream flows as slowly as before...
"Do you remember me?"
"Of course, we're not just kidding."
Concept: childishness, youth, ignorance, longing, reunion, cherishing