Interrogation of Youth: A Scattered First Encounter
"What do I like? Is it the drumbeat that explodes in my chest when he wins the game?"
The young man scratched his head and giggled: "My name is Tang Yiran!" - Destiny clicked the shutter at the corner of the corridor.
Mountains and seas pouring in: the heavy rain locked in a drawer
"Tang Yiran! Are you just waiting for me to be abducted by human traffickers?"
The receiver heard the muffled sound of a fist hitting the wall: "End it... My future is not worthy of you."
The drawer was slammed shut and locked. That burning vow - "My future is nothing without you!" - Was sealed forever and became an unhealed wound in youth.
Tempered by Time: Lies and Truth on Electrocardiograms
She wiped Mr. Lin's arms on the hospital bed, tears rolling down silently:
"It turns out that I like... I knew you told a big lie back then, but I just wanted to go through a long time and hug that silly boy who pushed himself into a desperate situation in the rainstorm."
Outside the crack of the door, he clenched his fists tightly and allowed the words he said to cut off the future with his own hands four years ago - "I can't afford to pay for your future" - to be repeatedly ground between his teeth, rusting into bloody internal injuries.
Ginkgo witness: flowers blooming from the drawer
The moment the ribbons exploded in the conference room, he knelt down on one knee and walked into the golden morning light:
"The lost girl, today, I will spend the rest of my life to redeem her!"
She pressed the new book with the scent of ink hard on his chest, her voice choked but with a smile: "Tang Yiran, the four years you owe me... I want you to use every dawn in the future to pay it back to me with your own hands."
Final chapter: Autumn wind postmark, send back heartbeat
""Another Year of Autumn Wind Rises" - To, the boy I lost and found again, Tang Yi also."
He held her trembling palms: "Those diary pages that are locked in the drawer and filled with regrets... From today on, I will use every sunrise of the rest of my life to write a happy ending for you."
Purpose: Growth is the only way to learn to cherish - the love of youth is fierce because of ignorance, but also fragile; only through the pain of loss and the precipitation of time can we grasp the lost fate with a mature attitude when we meet again, and let regret become the prelude to perfection.
