"A Zhi, this is my little boy, He Zhizhou."
"Zhizhou, this is my friend, Xie Zhi."
When he was young, a quiet girl broke into his youth, and a series of things became chaotic, and finally abandoned him without hesitation.
Many years later, Xie Zhi stood between the two men, listening to the conversation, and felt that the bullet from his youth had hit him between the eyebrows.
"Azhi, this is my brother, He Zhizhou."
"Brother, this is my girlfriend, Xie Zhi. Let's wish you and your sister-in-law a long life."
"Xie Zhi, do you regret it?"
"Never."
"But I regret it."
At the entrance to the alley, the gray stone bricks were covered with moss.
If our purposes are different, where will our future come from?
Purpose: Study hard during adolescence
