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From 2018 to 2026, eight years. Xingchen walked from under the sycamore tree in the high school to the scaffolding at the construction site; From the afternoon when I was combing my hair side by side with her, I walked to the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau. The book has not been read well, and the family is about to break up. My father's back was bent by life, and his former lover had already drifted away. Those youthful longings, father's expectations, and the burning love when I was seventeen, In the end, it became a silent echo in the years. This is a story about ordinary people, ordinary and sad.

In 2018, I was admitted to high school based on my score. My father rode a few hours to send me to school, using his exhaustion to support my future. It was also that year that I met her and thought we would hold hands for a lifetime. From 2018 to 2026, in eight years, I went from campus to society, from full of longing to broken marriage. The book has not been read well, the family is about to break up, my father's body is worn down by life, and his former lover is drifting away. Those youthful longings, father's expectations, and past affection have all become silent echoes in the years. This is my real life, ordinary and sad.