My Youth Is Gone

Zhou Yu's desk was in a hurry. Zhou Yu's desk handed him half an eraser. Without looking back, he just slapped the eraser on his desk and said, "Lend it to you, lend it to you, lend it to you." At the end of three years in high school, it became the words scrawled on the back of the graduation photo: "I borrowed your life, but can I pay it back?" No signature. He swore an oath with a guy who disappeared in a hurry. He can't remember exactly what he said. He only remembers that he felt that he could remember it for a lifetime. The unforgettable words are now buried deep in my heart, crumpled into balls, and thrown into the wastebasket, piled together with used draft paper, expired meal cards, and scrapped volunteer forms. He thought about repaying each other's debts, not counting interest, but also in installments. But the ledger was nowhere to be found, and neither was the creditor. Time leaves no trace, and people pass away without trace. Why doesn't Zhou Yu know that premature love cannot last long? ——It would be just fine if they had never met each other, but she had been influenced by his thoughts day and night. Zhou Yu, who knows full well but is stubborn as hell, always loves to show off his feelings and joke with Ai Yu Intention: Work hard and not be afraid of difficulties