Pu Jingzhi recalled the first time he saw winter. It was a cold and depressing afternoon in the dead of winter.
By the canal, she was sitting on a bench wearing a black cashmere coat, a soft matte pink skirt swaying in the wind.
Pu Jingzhi thought it was the first time, but in fact the first time they met was in a Western restaurant in Birmingham.
He was proposing to his girlfriend. Winter and his friends saw this romantic scene outside the window.
Suddenly he turned around and smiled lightly, and asked, "Will anyone love us like this?"
At that time, my friend was bringing a piece of pizza into his mouth. The tomatoes exploded in his mouth, and the sour juice soaked his taste.
She frowned and thought for a moment: "Maybe."
When I fade in the coming months,
When you want to cherish, it's too late to regret
----"Wallpaper"
Tentative, written on 2025.7.12
Purpose: About love
