The youthful school uniform contains the secret of my entire youth.
In junior high school, Lin Huiwan's secret love was hidden in the scraps of rubber dropped by Du Chengzhou at the back table, but it turned out that he and his deskmate Zhang Yao had sex. She clutched her high school entrance examination report card, which was only 1 point away, and fled into the liberal arts class opposite him, thinking she could escape the heartache, but instead she ran into the gentle trap of sports student Zhou Lei.
His rude possession and ruthless betrayal reduced her from a top student to a frequent visitor to the bar, until one shock after another awakened her sleeping concern. When she plucked up the courage to ask, "Can I be your girlfriend," she was met with silence.
We met again at the S city high-speed rail station. He stood against the light with a rose in his hand, but she only had a distant back. It wasn't until he approached forcefully, and at night at the beach hotel, and he kissed away all her scars with tenderness, that she realized that true love is never too late.
But their mother's ruthless separation, the insurmountable class gap, and an unexpected amnesia pushed the two into the abyss again. Ten years later, on the streets of New York, camel coats and haute couture suits passed by each other. In his eyes was the nostalgia that had lasted for ten years, but in the middle of her brows was a sense of deja vu.
"Wanwan," he choked with sobs, "is it still too late?"
She turned around, and the sun shone on the ginkgo hairpins on her temples, just like that autumn that he didn't say he liked.
(The pull of sadomasochism + the pain of youth + the reunion + the obstacles of reality, watch how the humble secret love spans ten years, and find the belated answer in regret and redemption.)
