Huai Is Born in the North and Meets Its Zhi Tree.

Six-year-old Jiang Zhi opened the door to Chen Huaisheng's room on that starry night, and opened up a fate destined to be fruitless. ———————————— Their encounter is like a hasty poem. In the childhood hide-and-seek game; behind the crack in the door of Bai Xixi's house; after the neighbor's banquet; in the days of reunion after a long absence; in the different endings, short and gorgeous Chen Huaisheng's cold brows and eyes, and the gentleness he occasionally reveals, are like pebbles thrown into Jiang Zhixin Lake, causing ripples. However, the river of fate will eventually take them in different directions. Their life trajectories are like two parallel lines, and their brief intersection is just a joke of fate. ———————————— Later, the boy's figure gradually blurred, and Jiang Zhi finally understood that some encounters are destined to be passers-by in life, and some emotions are destined to only be treasured in the heart. ———————————— Their stories are like the north bank of the Huaihe River and the tangerine tree, growing on the same land but never meeting each other. But it is regrets like this that make life more colorful and memories more precious and unforgettable Intention: Not everything we meet can go together