There was also the "bittersweet longing" of confessing feelings across a thousand miles!
For Shen Yixiao, this first love wasn't perfect, yet it would inevitably become an unforgettable chapter in his life.
In fact, most people's first loves are like this.
The outcome doesn't exist in reality, but in memory, it never withers!
Many years later, you've already married and had children.
During those midnight moments of reflection.
The shadow of that first love might still appear in your mind.
Shen Yixiao felt a sting at the tip of his nose, the liquid slowly gathering in his eyes.
He quickly tilted his head back, resting it against the sofa back.
"If you want to cry, just cry."
"It's not like you didn't cry yesterday!"
Kong Xiaoyi, who had been quietly observing Shen Yixiao's reactions, added from the side.
"Get lost!"
"The wind and sand in Beijing are a bit much this season!"
Shen Yixiao sniffed, then got up and walked briskly into the bathroom.
