安夏说,我们一起走极端。安夏说,我们一起考高中。安夏挂着泪轻唱:一起走过的路,没有终点……我一直相信安夏的话。那一年三月,春寒料峭。我坐在学校中心花园的老树下,裹紧了棉衣,焦虑地望着远方,期待安夏出现。然后雨幕中就多了个穿白T恤的女孩子,手里拿着一个黑 Anxia said that we take extremes together. Anxia said that we will go to high school together. An Xia sings tears and sings: There is no end to the path I’ve been through... I always believed in An Xia’s words. In March of that year, the cold weather is chilly. I sat under the old tree in the school’s central garden, wrapped in a cotton-padded coat, looked anxiously at a distance, and looked forward to Anxia. Then there was a girl in a white T-shirt with a black