Blue Pleated Skirt

In the summer when the French plane trees surged like a tidal wave, she met two boys in an ordinary way that was not noticed by fate. One had a fog in his eyes all year round, and the other always had endless jokes. Whether it was then or many years later, she remembered that among the three silhouettes under the plane trees at night, she, sitting in the middle, could see the brightest stars in the sky when she raised her head. If time is really like a bowl of plain boiled water, then whether it is friendship or love, it will continue calmly. However, the reality is often not what people see. When the black storm sweeps over, everyone becomes a wild deer who is not afraid of falling into the stream, jumping in one after another regardless of the depth. In the past, she had never thought that life would have so many bizarre stories.