[Youth growth + campus crush + sadistic writing be]
[gentle as spring × wanton as summer]
She was the only light in his youth, but because of his words, she lost him forever.
"Mom, I really don't want to see her again."
"Secret love is the most profound thing in my life. If I could go back to that midsummer and see a little more of his profile, my regrets would probably disappear with the wind." ——Xiang Cheng
That year, when Xiang Cheng was sixteen, an enthusiastic and flamboyant boy hurriedly broke into her youth.
She carefully treasured the photo of the boy that Feng handed her that day.
The summer after the college entrance examination that year was not as hot as before, but the smell of disinfectant water and the steady and uneventful electrocardiogram in the hospital made her feel depressed.
Her eyes were already red and swollen from crying, and her voice was extremely hoarse, but she still stayed by his side, repeating "I'm sorry, I'm late."
