"Thank you, I'll go then." The man smiled in relief. Xia Xuyan looked at those eyes in a daze, as if he had returned to that summer again.
People who spent the rest of their lives together could not spend the rest of their lives together. They all thought that the beauty of the past would become the dampness of their future lives. When they met again, they discovered that the throbbing and regret had long since disappeared. At least they had left a mark in each other's lives.
After returning home, Xia Xuyan picked up the pen again, found the booklet that had been thrown in the corner, and made this experience into a story just like he did many years ago...
He thought that those rainy seasons that he thought he could not escape would eventually become rivers that nourish life.
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The rough story will be gradually improved later, and it is expected to be about 120,000 words. It is adapted from real events. Due to some reasons that are not convenient to explain in detail, there will be some changes in some contradictions. In terms of logic, there will be some bugs, but I will work hard to fix them.
The full text is from the subject's perspective. Xu Yiqin (attack), Xia Xuyan (receiver)
This article has been serialized since February 7, 2025 (the copy was written at this time). The author is very slow in coding and may not be able to publish the first chapter in half a year. I'm sorry.
Intention: There is no God's perspective in love, love and grievances must be spoken loudly