The city in the backlight of late summer The boy's careless remark was enough to spread a little sweetness without bounds

  Cool as water, cool as heart, youth, the distance between you and me is unbridgeable and immeasurable. Powerful literature net friend reminder this first update station, Baidu please search +

  She has always been the sweet fullness that occupies your left ventricle, a fleeting smile with gentle lips for her.

  "Just listening makes me envious." I said with a detached tone, propping up my chin with one hand.

  Even if it's an unacknowledged fact, the two have capital that anyone would envy.

  She smiled like a flower, he had a blue face like a painting, his flaxen hair fluttering in the wind.

  Tender affection, envied by many who have missed out on becoming lifelong companions.

  "But..."

  He faintly sighed, his glass-like eyes rippling with unresolved deep sorrow, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

  "I never thought that my cautious inquiry would become an interrogation that drives people apart."

  She would always say with a hint of anger that I didn't trust her enough, and that I only felt grateful to her.

  No matter how I explained it, in her eyes it was just a pale and weak excuse.

  She would always ask with a serious expression, full of contradictions, which girl I loved, was it her or that one?

  I'm a bit confused, what's the difference between the two of them after all? Why did she have to draw her own prison and tie herself up with unbreakable shackles.

  He lowered his eyelids, and his dense eyelashes cast a good shadow, with eyes that seemed to see into the distance.

  I remember very little, just a faint voice and blurry silhouette as well as flaxen hair.

  I just really want to recall more of it, after all that was our beginning, those were our good memories. Qidian Literature Net

  The tone is slightly low and hoarse, with a pleasant voice that complements the huskiness.

  I slightly lowered my eyelids, and it turned out that what they had experienced was something that I couldn't measure even with a lifetime of effort.

  Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little sad. Minhee's bravery earned her a sweet and proud memory, the most beautiful stroke in her youth.

  And myself... from start to finish, I'm just performing a solo play with no audience.

  "Because of this matter, we always quarrel, I think, it should be because of it this time too..."

  He sighed helplessly, wondering why their beautiful beginning had become an obstacle to happiness now.

  "Let's talk about something else, huh? You're still holding a grudge against me for not paying you back the money, and it's always hitting my sore spot."

  He childishly pouted and pretended to be angry, hiding his sadness.

  "Actually, we're from the same school, so if I calculate it correctly, you should be considered my senior."

  "Oh, really? That's quite a coincidence, junior."

  "What can we do? It's harder to escape if it's a school."

  He said with a bit of jest, pretending to be slightly troubled, relieving the somewhat stiff atmosphere.

  "Oh, right, I'm going to transfer schools."

  "Huh?" He said, facing my somewhat surprised gaze.

  "Suddenly remembered, probably about a week later... But..."

  "Haven't told her yet, have you?" He said with a somewhat troubled expression, blurting it out without thinking.

  "How did you know?" The lips were pale and the eyes full of light sparkled with surprise.

  "Guess..." His every move, every word and action, intentionally or unintentionally, was all taken in.

  "In that case, you're the first girl besides my mom to know about this."

  A single careless remark from a young man can stir up waves in an otherwise calm heart.

  Some inexplicable small pleasures spread out, faintly rejoicing in the first of the first related to him.

  "The City in the Backlight of Late Summer"

  A careless remark from a young man can be enough to spread endless small sweetness.