17-Year-old Shen Fenglin looked at Keats, who had red eyes and confessed his love to him, raised his forehead and said, "Can't we just be friends?"
25-Year-old Shen Fenglin drank until his eyes turned red. He held Keats's hand and rubbed it aggrievedly. He choked and said: "Don't be friends, don't be friends..."
Keats was counting down the days from the day he was left in the orphanage. How far is it from the end of life?
However, this life is like a marathon. You can only move forward step by step. You never know where the lifeline is.
Until a young man appeared, his goal was so clear, he ran wantonly and laughed wildly.
So brilliant and dazzling.
After looking at it, I realized that the lifeline was quietly growing, in Shen Fenglin's hands and in Keats' heart.
Intention: As long as you work hard enough, an iron pestle can be ground into a needle.