
The Cicadas Have Stopped Chirping, It's Not Too Late to Meet You
About This Novel
In the summer of that year, the cicadas were chirping noisily, and the sun shone through the gaps in the sycamore leaves, shining on Wen Ruan's notebook. The young man in her works has bright eyebrows and is a storm chaser on the basketball court. It is she who has hidden the secret of her entire youth. Jiang Chi also remembered that the girl who always sat by the window, as quiet as a mimosa, would hurriedly lower her head when he looked over, with the tips of her ears turning red. He would deliberately stop at her table, put an ice-cold Coke in her hand, and stand quietly not far away when she played the guitar. They are the most dazzling light in each other's youth, but they both hide their love in their eyes because of timidity and pride. The pressure of study increases suddenly, there are forks in the road, dreams and reality collide, misunderstandings and misses are intertwined. He thought she would wait for him to speak, and she thought he just saw her as a friend. During the summer of college, there was no confession or hug, which separated them in two cities. In the days that followed, Wen Ruan became a well-known essayist, and his secret love stories touched countless people, but he could not finish writing about his own youth. Jiang Chi became a professional basketball player. He was high-spirited on the court, but he never drank strawberry-flavored yogurt again. They shined brightly in their own lives and never crossed paths again. It turns out that some love can only stop at the lips and teeth and be hidden by the years.
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