I have a friend with whom I don't even have more than ten pages of chats for a year.

But we tacitly put each other on the tip of our hearts.

Still be the guardian of each other's warmth.

Time witnesses, me and her.

From misunderstanding to understanding;

From unfamiliar to familiar;

We seem to have experienced a lot, but it seems that we are just two little girls who used to hide at their desks and whisper.

The years are merciless, and the rotation changes.

People come and go, almost all of them are gone.

But we still walked down a street holding hands.

My relationship with her is like, I know you're there, so I'll always be there.

The same is probably true between people, if you are so good to me, I will repay you for being so good.

Recalling the experience with her is simple, and there has never been a fierce quarrel, like water like waves.

Always quietly thinking.

At the door of the junior high school classroom, he handed me a thick notebook full of his words.

There was a smile on his face.

I looked at these words, and I also exchanged full thoughts to fill in the notebook and give it to her.

Late at night, cold wind.

But we have a hot and sincere heart.

Me and her are youth, longing, aftertaste, and remembering.

Yes forever.

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