“He isn't the narrator. He's the protagonist of my story.”
Sixteen-year-old An Tianyi spent her summer vacation after her first year of high school in an unfamiliar little town.
Along with it came a new friend.
When she first heard his name,
she was a little dazed,
never suspecting that this name
would appear throughout her entire memoir of youth.
“I've never met anyone like him. His inner world is so rich, yet he always seems so wooden.”
Before transferring schools, sixteen-year-old Pang Bai met a future classmate ahead of time.
That girl was quiet and serene, not much of a talker.
He liked watching her paint under the trees from a distance,
painting the clouds and rivers of his hometown.
Then, when his second year of high school began, he would see her again.
They thought that once school started, they would become parallel lines and never cross paths again.
Until an accident brought him into An Tianyi's life for real.
“The moon hangs high in my night sky. It shouldn't be plucked down by anyone.”
Theme: A memoir of youth
"The moon hangs high in my night sky and should not be lowered by others." My eyes widened when I saw this sentence.