[A Collection of Short, Bittersweet Youthful Bad-End Stories by Youyang]
"Under the Wutong Tree": The moment the boy looked at Ye Rou, she felt her heart suddenly race. Without even realizing it, her eyes began following his figure until he disappeared from view.
"The Eighteenth Box of Paper Cranes": I hadn't finished folding the eighteenth box of paper cranes, but I wasn't going to fold any more.
"Movie Ticket": We once headed in opposite directions, but in the end, we still reached the same destination by different paths. The older generation told me this was called fate.
