Written in emo mode in the middle of the night.
Zhang Youlin remembers that she liked someone when she was in her senior year of high school. That day, she looked at the young man on the podium, wearing white clothes, black trousers, and a sky-blue school uniform jacket, reading the manuscript.
She also saw with her own eyes that the boy she liked put his gentle eyes on the cheerful and beautiful girl.
After five years of secretly falling in love with him, she still liked him, but on the day before the New Year, she still couldn't let go. She knew that his boy was going to marry the beautiful girl in his youth.
Perhaps this secret love has long been buried in the summer when the cicadas chirp.
Motto: Don't be a coward
