Due to some special reasons of the author, there will be no updates for the time being. Sorry, babies, the return time is not yet certain.
On a rainy night in the third grade of junior high school, when the gangster's dirty hands were about to tear Lin Xi's school uniform to pieces, Jiang Yu's kick of the can and his "roll" turned into light that split the darkness. She memorized the school emblem of Qingyang No. 1 Middle School and put herself in the competition to get a transfer spot. However, she found out at the opening ceremony that he was a "problem student" who was punished to stand under the rostrum.
The two worlds passed each other in the corridor separated by light spots: the sole of his shoe ran over her math notes, which were number one in grade, and her Adam's apple broke when she sketched in the ancient books section; he thought the mineral water she handed her was "too sweet," and she stayed up late to write out 37 pieces of letter paper and finally left only the sentence "You are the only light at the age of seventeen." The moment the anonymous letter was stuffed into the cover of "Asky Birds" in the library, he was seen chatting and laughing with the school belle. The moment his fingertips were released, his father called him from overseas and dragged him to New York. The unopened birthday gift in the locker became an epitaph for the hasty end of youth.
Five years later, restorer Lin Xi opened the cover of the donated ancient book, and his unsigned letter floated out from under the gold foil knife. At the same moment, Jiang Yu in the New York apartment was shaking while holding the yellowed letter paper, and the words "The cat you feed is called Apollo" burned through his heart. When they reunited under the cherry blossom tree at the alumni meeting, she calmly withdrew her hand: "The letter was written to Jiang Yu, who was seventeen years old." The wind swept away his unfinished "if", and the petals covered the dried word "light" on the letter paper, like covering a tomb without a monument.
Intention: Love misplaced in time and space will never return
