Summer in Dandong is always wrapped in humid heat, and the chirping of cicadas makes the afternoon long. Li Jiahe, who graduated from elementary school, returned to his grandmother's house with his parents for the first time. When he was sitting on a small bench in the yard eating popsicles, a head suddenly appeared on the wall next door - it was Liu Yuning, who had just climbed a tree to dig out a bird's nest and was chased and beaten by his grandmother. He was still holding half an uneaten cherry in his hand.
"Hey, are you new here?" The boy's sweaty forehead stuck to his face, and his small eyes were as bright as sun-melted candy.
That was the beginning of their story. One is a "little migratory bird" who is temporarily visiting, and the other is a native boy from the alley. In the mottled shadow of the old house, in the shared watermelons and hidden marbles, and in the out-of-tune singing of his old guitar, they are quietly tied together.
Wow, nice looking