No matter how long it takes or how far apart we are, you still exist in my memory
I can't remember how long it's been since I last saw you. I just know that I still can't face you. From that time on, I never dare to face you again. But why am I clearly on the same campus and living in two buildings facing each other, but I can count on five fingers the number of times I bump into you by chance?
Even these few times, I dare not cherish it. I can't walk past you expressionlessly, I can only turn around silently and choose not to meet you.
When the craziest love turns into the deepest memory, I have become calm, like the lake water on the mirror. There is no more wind to make it ripple.
Even if I see you again, I seem to be at peace
Even you said: "Even speaking has become so deep."
Travel all the way to the south of the Yangtze River, hoping not to meet anyone who has left me