It started from lining up, from strolling around campus, from the conferring of diplomas, from glimpsing her cloud-like radiant smile among thousands upon thousands of people... At that moment, she stood on stage, amidst the crowd, within this vast cosmic dust... blooming brilliantly like a rose.
In a trance, more than a decade had passed.
Just like when the breeze first tousled her hair, a brief encounter that came hurriedly.
As he stood there, his heart merely beat.
I fear time moves too quickly, leaving no time to take a closer look at you.
I fear time moves too slowly, wishing for hair to turn white instantly, making this moment eternal.
In the distance, there was a rushing sound.
It was the uproar caused by her beauty, the eve before graduation, countless boys flocked to her, admiring her world-saving beauty, taking photos, cherishing memories, chatting and laughing, stars encircling the moon...
Someone ran over, exclaiming happily, "Yan..."
