In the midsummer of the third year of junior high school, heavy rain always competes with the scorching sun for territory.
I thought my world would always be gloomy and rainy, but the moment Lao Lu appeared, it became a bright and sunny day in my life that I can never go back to.
Lao Lu is introverted and timid, but he dares to resist injustice for me.
In the face of cynicism and sarcasm, she firmly held my hand and proved to the world: Maybe all the wind and rain in the world will come to you, but I will always hold up an umbrella. Holding your hand, I will walk through the ups and downs until the end of time.
The storm subsided, but we drifted apart until...
(This article is a semi-memoir of the author, about youth, about midsummer... If you have similar experiences, you are welcome to claim your own shadow...)
I am a salted cat, a cat who salvages the true feelings in life. Let us stay for a moment for those memories that we like, hate, love and are tired of.
Concept: The sourness and sweetness of growing up