Song Youzhi stood under the old banyan tree, looking up at the tiny bits of sunlight leaking through the branches and leaves, as if she had returned to the summer when she was seventeen years old. At that time, she always liked to sit under this tree and pretend to draw, secretly looking at the strange yet familiar figure under the basketball hoop.
"His smile or casual greeting can make me think about it for a long time. The diary is full of trivial things about him, but I never dare to write down his name. Even when I lie in bed at night, his every move is in my mind, imagining countless possible futures, but when I am awake, I tell myself that this is only my mind."
What if he likes me too?
He is a very good person
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Reunion after many years is like a gentle joke played by time. He still looks like he remembers, but his eyebrows are a little more mature, and there is a hint of fatigue hidden in his smile. We stood on the street corner, chatting about irrelevant topics, but no one dared to mention the time we missed in those years.
Smiling like the rising sun, firm and brave, Song Youzhi x smiling with edge, meticulous and considerate, Wen Nuo
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Concept: Romance of Youthful Regrets