During that period of time when she was as young and tender as a new leaf in early spring, the young girl Xu Qingran was still in the age of her first love, and her heart had not yet seen any ripples. At that time, Xu Zhichun, a boy who was as cheerful as the midsummer sun, broke into her world without warning. His smile seemed to have the magic power to melt solid ice; his every move easily touched Xu Qingran's ignorant heartstrings.
From the initial chance encounter to the subsequent frequent companionship, their fates were tightly intertwined. Time passed by slowly. For nearly nine years, they were entangled in love and quarrels, laughter and tears. They walked through the wilderness of youth together, thinking that they could walk into the future hand in hand. But fate played a trick, and the waves of reality were too turbulent. In the end, they were unable to withstand it, and chose to let go out of helplessness and regret. The old oath of friendship also gradually faded with time.
Many years later, Xu Qingran received Xu Zhichun's wedding invitation. At that moment, although there were turmoil in my heart, there was more of an unspeakable peace. At the wedding scene, surrounded by flowers and melodious music, looking at Xu Zhichun wearing a crisp suit and holding the bride's hand, Xu Qingran knew that the man who once occupied her entire youth would start a new chapter in her life. She stood quietly in the corner, watching all this. The past came to her mind like a tide, but she no longer felt the sting.
At that moment, Xu Qingran finally understood that those past regrets and pains had already turned into nutrients for growth under the polish of the years. She smiled with relief, turned around and stepped out of the wedding door. The sun was shining on her body, and a new life was slowly waving to her.
Purpose: I want to write a novel and inspiration strikes me