[A good boy who grew up in a small county] × [A wild boy from a big city]
Memories of redemption are written on campus, which is about first love, from the age of 17 to 18. The story begins at the age of 23, nostalgic for the past.
It's a sweet article, it's not sweet and it doesn't cost any money, it just looks a little sour (forced truth)
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Twenty-three-year-old Wen Tong quit his depressing job in a big city and returned to his hometown in the small county town.
His mother's eye disease worsened and she was bedridden, so he had to go back to take care of her.
"Tongtong, mom only has you..."
He had an argument with his mother and then ran away.
Fleeed home.
He dug out a relic left by his father - an old mobile phone.
By some strange combination of circumstances, he pulled out the charging cable and finally woke up the screen after a long time. A text message from six years ago came into his eyes:
-Will you come with me?
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On that rainy afternoon six years ago, Wen Tong met the man who barged in when he was seventeen.
"Hello, my name is Chen Suisheng."
A person who is chic, eager, and as vibrant as ears of wheat, and is incompatible with this border town.
But on another sultry afternoon, with the fan in the classroom squeaking, she would lean into his ear and ask him:
"Wen Tong."
"Do you like me?"
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His father once asked him: "Tongtong, if your father passes away, will you be afraid?"
Wen Tong thought to himself, he didn't know, but his father would never abandon him.
But then my father left.
It rained heavily that night, and her mother cried until she lost her voice in the hospital, while Wen Tong ran away.
Escaped from the hospital, escaped back home, escaped again, and finally didn't know where to escape.
Until he was pulled into that embrace, the moisture and warmth covered him, and the only sound left in the world was their mutual heartbeats.
"I'll take you away, I'll take you out of here."
"You come with me, okay?"
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Twenty-three-year-old Wen Tong returned to his hometown and set foot on the school that had long been in ruins.
Passing through the mossy steps, pushing open the rusty iron door, and skimming the chalk writing on the blackboard.
"Chen Suisheng."
If, then, he could answer, OK.
It would be nice if I could go back in time.
Back to those moments when he made the wrong decision, back to that rainy night, back to... The moment when he didn't dare to grab the hand that the man extended.
"Are you still willing to come with me?"
"... I do."
When he came to his senses, he finally plucked up the courage and took the hands that were stretched out towards him.
Even if they have grown up and are no longer familiar with each other.
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Cover thanks: Qin Yuanchun
Intention: If there is no if
