There is still 19% battery left in the mobile phone. In the cafe, the public power banks are all borrowed and there is no charger.
However, I still opened the memo without hesitation.
From the moment Zhou Ming asked me that question, I felt like I couldn't wait to write something. Any later and it will be too late, any later than that and it will be too late.
When I actually started typing in the memo, all I could think of was Jiang Weisheng.
Jiang Weisheng. Twenty-two years old. Standing in the bathtub of the rental house, he stretched out his hand to me, as if he wanted to invite me to dance a waltz.
Jiang Weisheng, can't I wait for your waltz?
First person main attack (Comrade Lu Yunlun:).
Be, big be, special be, get married in the end.
Very short. Complete within 20,000 words.
Concept: What it will be like when one person loves another person the most.