My reunion with you is a belated confession

Xingheng always felt that the fate between him and He Mingsheng was short-lived, and he felt good, so he guarded this youth alone and went through four years alone.He never thought that he would see He Mingsheng again, nor that his lost mobile phone would be picked up by He Mingsheng.Autumn is a season of parting, He Mingsheng, Mingsheng, Mingsheng.Ming Sheng picks up the autumn wind, sets wine and flies winter snow.Therefore, we meet again in the season of winter and snow, and I bring a belated confession.At night, with a trembling voice, He Mingsheng said solemnly: Xingheng, I like you. Although I am seven years late for my confession, this secret love is not your love at first sight.