She laughed as if she were a naughty child secretly squatting in the corner and setting off fireworks in the courtyard during New Year's Eve.
Wen Xi paused her slow jog to bend down and tie her shoelace. As her classmates ran past and looked back at her, she straightened up and started running, her slender legs taking her faster and faster, past and around those people.
Then she rushed over to hug Qin Yu.
Her long black hair fluttered in the wind, causing the nearby flowers and trees to tremble uncontrollably.
Such a long line, so many classes, so many students, all male and female, in an instant...
"Wow~~~"
Wow, indeed. Because this person was Wen Xi.
What could be more heartbreaking than parting with a dear friend for a year, thinking that you may never see them again, or seeing them after years have passed but they have changed?
There is.
It's gradually forgetting each other, accepting the presence of other people in our lives, and then continuing to forget.
