Seven Seconds of Memory

Ancient Chinese, Grade 1, Class 4. It is written eloquently on the cover of the book. She stared at those two words. The first grade of high school about him and her, which can never go back, is playing out in front of them. Yes, he and she were stored there in the first year of high school that can never be returned to. There, his name is written and her past is engraved. There, there is a belated longing hidden there. . . . . . Suddenly, Bai Xiaoqi wanted to ask himself, the person he remembered after spending a whole freshman year in high school. How long can I miss him in her life? One year. Ten years. Still twenty years. Or life after life. Bai Xiaoqi said, I'm sorry Gu Wen, I ruined your stable life. Then he turned around and burst into tears.