The story is adapted from real events
Stop loving the passing water, turn around from the sea of suffering, and realize Lan Yin early
Spring is like a kite with broken strings, and the cold wind of late spring that year was biting.
Ying Huai is one year older than Xu Yunshan, and the first time he spotted this junior student was behind a tree beside the station.
We met again in the piano room. The sixteen-year-old Hua Ji's eyes were always clear.
But Xu Yunshan often felt that Ying Huai was lying to her, but his sincere eyes and those "sweet words" seemed to make everything normal.
The moment the fingers were clasped together, the tacit understanding of the four-hand playing, that year the sunlight filtered through the window and lay silently on Ying Huai's hair. He sat on the piano bench and stared at Xu Yunshan quietly.
Then, the keys of the piano at the end of April touched my heartstrings, Ying Huai, I know you are also throbbing for me.
You also have feelings for that girl who blushes easily.
"I graduated."
"Then where should I go?"
"I'll wait for you for a year until you come to me."
"Ying Huai." Xu Yunshan's voice was dry and hoarse: "You can't wait for me at the station."
Ying Huai disappeared from life. To be precise, Xu Yunshan also disappeared from Ying Huai's life.
If the late spring cold in Beicheng is not biting enough, then the snow in the foggy city will fall in your heart and in the dreams of your youth.
Purpose: Love life and pursue dreams