A rain named after him lasted for seven years.
Lin Wei still remembers the chess club in the second grade of junior high school. The sun fell on Yu Yan's hair. When he watched her regret her chess game, the faint smile on the corner of her mouth - like a stone thrown into the lake of her heart, the ripples spread out, shaking her entire youth.
She remembered his class, his position during recess, and the way he walked; she remembered the distant gaze on the high school playground, the warmth of his long fingers brushing against the palm when the history book was handed over, and her heartbeat that was about to beat when he said, "You look good in a skirt" on graduation day.
She is a light-seeker with low self-esteem and introversion, while he is the cold and clean white moonlight. Across the grades, the timidity, and the unspoken "I like you", she hid her love again and again. From junior high school to college, from the summer of cicadas to the snowy winter, she has waited, tested, and been gently rejected.
The rain was still falling, and friends were moving towards new stages of life one after another, but Lin Wei always felt that this long secret love should be given a reason to stop slowly.
This is a story about a secret love that spanned many years, about those girls' thoughts hidden in recess exercises, chess boards, and history books, about the face we all have had, quietly blushing at someone's back.
