The first love opened her rosy cherry lips and took a bite, chewed a few times, then frowned, "It feels... different from before."
"After all, the people have changed."
The two chatted as they continued strolling through the night market.
It was only then they noticed that although it was as lively as a few years ago, most of the stall owners and even the types of goods had changed.
Just as they were about to walk out of Third Middle School Street.
Liu Qingning suddenly stopped in her tracks.
Behind her, the night market was brightly lit and bustling with noise, filled with the earthly smoke of life;
In front of her, the long street was cold and silent, bathed in moonlight.
She stood on the curb, looking back.
Those blurred memories of youth vividly reappeared amidst the lights.
It all seemed to have happened just yesterday.
It felt as if nothing had changed, yet everything was completely different.
