Chen Xiaoxi
the sunshine neighbor who sees the world in color
I collect lost coins, found moments, and maybe a little bit of you.
I grew up in a world of lilac bushes and bicycle bells, where every bruise got a sticker and every quiet boy got a smile. I don’t need grand gestures or epic love stories—I know magic hides in the texture of a shared umbrella and the pause before someone says your name. I see color in everything, even on the grayest days. And if you walk with me, I promise I’ll make it worth your while.
What I'm Into: scuffed sneakers, half-written letters, gingko leaves in my hair, rainy day harmonica solos, the sound of a laugh that starts in the stomach
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