Cheng Chuxia's days became very long and sad.

Han Rui left.

didn't say goodbye, just left, leaving her helpless and helpless. But she would still look at the graduation photo she took from Lao Xie every day and be stunned for a while, as if he would appear in the next second, and then said to her, "Cheng Chuxia, you have been staring at me, can I think that you have fallen hopelessly in love with me?" ”

It's as if he never left.

As one of the most popular movies recently said, "Time eventually makes people numb and sober, or, pretend to forget."

In an extreme mood, all the storylines that I have been exposed to seem to coincide with my current self, and every love word will be a tear.

Slowly, that hot summer is gone, and the sweaty college entrance examination is over. Cheng Chuxia restarted a period of campus life, and on the day he went to Beijing to report, Zhao Yihao and Lin Yu met each other.

Under this eighteen-year-old sky, this group of people is shining with dazzling light.

It's just that Cheng Chuxia always has a place in his heart, and he still feels a faint pain when he thinks about it.

They say that at a certain time, people will see themselves in parallel time and space. I must love you very much.

After a period of buffering, Cheng Chuxia finally updated his spatial dynamics that had not moved for a long time.

"If that cup of coffee with only one sugar can continue to be as warm as it was that summer, if those who don't mind missing out and those vindictive borrowers can turn the tables back, will we still be able to hold hands to this day? It's a pity that God has already planned this enough regrettable script, those coffee with only one sugar is cold, it will be bitter, and those who miss it will not look back, just like I can no longer find the tenderness you gave me, just like I can no longer find the cup of coffee I drank in the world, many things are just used to experience and recall. ”

Han Rui's account is always offline, but he will secretly follow her dynamics, and in the days after he left, she was actually not happy.

Even the news of Grandpa Cheng's death, he didn't know until a long time.

Cat Orange Sauce Dynamics:

June 24th

I watched a story, a wild king and a girl, met in the game, and met in reality.

I "got along" with the characters in this story for two weeks, and gradually wondered if such a story could actually happen around us: the people who met in the game would also slowly get in touch with each other and become very good friends and even lovers in reality. This can probably be called, as people often say, fate.

The words always give me a comfortable and warm feeling, slowly, gently, and slowly to knock on the shallow resonance in my heart.

At the end of the age of 17, I left myself an in-progress assignment: "Learn to love someone well". How to love? Although love is ethereal, I have gradually understood that love is not the gorgeous and colorful layout in TV dramas, but the truth, the truth that is not confined to the defense of inferiority, the truth of listening to the voice of the heart, the truth of desperate impulses, and the truth of being at ease...... True, true, that's what is real 爱️.

After reading it quietly, I even thought about how I should live. They say that we often spend a lot of time confused, only for a moment to work hard, and now I am lost and lonely. I yearn for sweet love, but I gradually understand that love is not the whole of life, the truth of not having inferiority, but the capital of not having inferiority is saved by yourself, and any love is not based on the need for long-term dependence on each other.

I hope the light in your eyes continues to shine.

July 23rd

I woke up early in the morning and bought breakfast.

Two dollars for preserved egg and lean pork porridge, two dollars for fritters, less milk, sweet.

The fritters still seem to have the same taste, a lot of oil, sticky to the hands, and when you pull it hard, the air is filled with the unique burnt smell of flour after frying.

It's been so long, I'm still going to lie in bed, the fritters are still two dollars a piece, and I can eat it for a long time before I finish it, and nothing has changed... Just waiting for me to get back the fritters and sweet milk from my bed, the person is gone.

The stop sign of Line 1 magically remains the same, and there will always be all kinds of people bustling off the bus at the park stop, children's faces filled with precious happiness, and the old man's smile bent the corners of his eyes, they are about to create another memory of each other in the place where we leave memories. Zoo, I never went again. I've heard that there aren't as many animals as there used to be, and that the performances we've seen aren't on the stage anymore, so it seems like we're lucky people...

The 17 years you have been with me make me naïve to think that we will still have many, many more 17 years, instead I will take you to play and see this colorful world... By the time I come to my senses, you've left me...

It turns out that time can be so fast, and I don't miss you very much, but after I found out that you used to love me so much, I thought about you very hard over and over again... Grandpa, I hope you're doing well. If I have the opportunity, I will definitely be like the little girl back then, throw myself into your arms, and quietly tell you that I am old enough to buy fritters by myself, and I will not be in bed anymore, and one morning in the future, let me bring a fritters and sweet milk to see you...

I believe that there will be a group of people in your life, who love you unconditionally, as if they were destined, and you are connected with a bond in the vast sea of people, take your happiness as his happiness, teach you to grow, teach you to love someone, the kindness of this love, is the best gift under the blessing of angels.

August 6

I've seen the nebulae in the sky

The gaze you would expect fell on the black curtain

The starry sky is vast

Between day and night

I seem to see you

I've been to the vast desert

Immerse yourself in a world of floating dust

The desert is barren and silent

In a mirage

I seem to see you

I sailed the ocean alone

The Pacific breeze is accompanied by a bitter smell

The sea is rough

Crowds of people

I seem to see you

I didn't get to walk with you

The years of the four seasons are all about you

The long way is God's planned baptism

Time lingers

Flowers bloom and fall

I never got to hug you

August 17th

Waiting for a lost man......

…………

The words of longing seeped into his heart, and he realized that she had experienced too much during his absence from this period of her life......

The trip to New York is already halfway through the plan, and Han Rui thinks in his heart every day, wait...... Wait...... Cheng Chuxia......