The Geese Passing by Leave a Sound, and the Feelings Are Geometric

There is still a sound when the geese pass by, but for you and me, are there still traces of those youthful throbbings in your heart? Outside the window, among the hurried passers-by, a group of young students who looked like students were wearing large school uniforms, smiling and chatting wantonly. Under the sun, such smiles were particularly dazzling, and they were like needles pricking Su Jin's heart. Su Jin closed the computer and left the coffee shop as if fleeing...