Youth is not yet finished
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In the autumn of my second year of high school, fallen leaves covered the streets of the small town, bringing with it a hint of coolness and endless poetry. Xu Qing walked home alone in the afterglow of the setting sun. Her figure was elongated under the dim street lights, looking a bit monotonous.
As she was about to turn the corner, a rush of footsteps broke the tranquility of the night. A boy suddenly rushed out of the alley and bumped into Xu Qing. The books were scattered on the floor. When they looked up, their eyes met at that moment, as if time had stood still.
"I'm sorry, are you okay?" The boy quickly bent down to pick up the scattered books, with a hint of apology and nervousness in his voice.
Xu Qing raised her head, and the boy in front of her had bright eyes, and his whole person was warm and sunny. She was in a trance for a moment: "Have you ever seen such a handsome guy?" She shook her head slightly, "I'm fine, your book..." "Ah, it's fine, I'll just pick it up." The moment the two of them squatted down to pick up the book at the same time, something seemed to have changed, and the two of them unexpectedly formed an indissoluble bond.
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A few weeks later, on a weekend, Xu Qing was dragged to a party by her friends. The lights were swaying and the music was cheerful. She was walking through the crowd, looking a little out of place. At this moment, a familiar figure came into view—
"Why are you here alone? Aren't you going to play with them?" She looked up at the young man in front of her, feeling a little surprised, and shook her head quickly, "No... It's just that I don't like this kind of occasion, so I want to stay alone." The young man smiled, "I just want to stay aside and chat, too?" The girl nodded, and the distance between the two people unknowingly narrowed.
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Since then, the two have become 'friends'
--"What if one day we can no longer see each other"
--"Then I will keep looking until I see you again." Many years later, Xu Qing walked alone on the streets that she and Su Chen had walked together. Those familiar scenes, those warm words, those unfinished vows... All replayed in her mind like a movie.
Intention: a sudden whim