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"Do you still remember the first time you met your first love?" Zhou Yiyuan came up with this topic and sat up from the sofa, closed his eyes and chewed the memories in his brain. "My first love and I met in the summer, when I was driven back to my hometown by my mother after finishing the high school entrance examination. When I was walking with my cousin in the square of my hometown, she came to me wrapped in the summer wind. Since then, I often took my cousin there, and I would meet her every time. My cousin and her cousin became friends, and we also communicated with each other. Later, when I added the contact information, I found out that she was an online friend who had known me for a long time; we went to the same high school and often talked to each other. We had dinner together; after the college entrance examination, I confessed to her; the trees rustled in the wind, and the light spots sparsely hit her face. I was too nervous to look at her. I still remember her clear voice, "I have been looking forward to this for a long time, and I thought you wanted me to say it to you." She smiled beautifully; I forgot what we did that day, but I remember the cicada's sound was so loud that it continued to sound until the end of the summer, until I gradually held her hand. "