Yu Li always felt like a cup of lukewarm boiled water - her grades were in the middle range, her family background was good or bad, and her appearance was just average, someone who wouldn't be looked at twice in the crowd. She has a quiet temperament and is accustomed to shrinking into her own little world. She doesn't cause trouble and doesn't like to be in the limelight. She lives a life of "no presence" in the eyes of others.
It seems that such a person should have followed a dull trajectory until that person like the little sun crashed into her life. The other party was as lively as the summer sun, a little delicate, but he was particularly interested in her. At first, Yu Li always felt that this man was too bright, but I don't know since when, her eyes would follow him unconsciously, and her curiosity quietly fermented into an unconcealable liking.
But how can the sun be held in one person's hand? This thought was like a thorn, making Yu Li restless every night. During the winter vacation, she gritted her teeth and broke up, thinking that they would never owe each other anything, but the moment she closed the door, she felt a pang of sadness in her heart.
While I was staying at home trying to calm down, my phone suddenly vibrated. It was Little Sun's WeChat message, with only two words: "Go downstairs."
Yu Li was stunned for a moment, then pushed open the unit door full of doubts, only to see that familiar figure downstairs. He stood in the cold wind, his eyes were very red, and before she could speak, he hugged her into his arms, his voice trembling with tears: "Sister, don't let me go."
Intention: to move forward courageously