Yanzhi and I have been classmates since childhood, and I can always hear him calling my name in my dreams at midnight.
When he was seven years old, beside the bamboo forest, he smiled wantonly and shouted for clarity.
I was so feverish that I could vaguely hear him calling my name, mumbling in confusion.
When he was the top pick in high school, he was riding a tall horse and looked back at me, "Mingche, follow me."
It rained heavily that day, and I personally handed him the official document banishing him. He touched my name at the signature and chuckled: "Mingche, don't cry."
When I turned around, the rain curtain blurred his back, and I could still hear his voice in a daze.
Purpose: To establish a destiny for the people