When she was seventeen, she stole a kiss
At twenty-seven she received news of her death
When she was twenty-seven, she received the letter she had sent to herself when she was eighteen.
The letter was very short. The girl complained about why she didn't want to wait for her after school.
Before she died, she left a love letter
Because she knew she would definitely come
she said
Shanshan, be brave next time
[The short story is very small!
Intention: forever