Secret Love Comes True Shuangjie
In the light and shadow at the corner of the stairs, she fell into the warmth of his palm.
The chirping of cicadas filled the whole summer, and Su Niannian's eyes were always chasing the figure on the basketball court, hiding unsaid words in her notebook; in Lu Chenghe's peripheral vision, there was often a red-faced girl walking with her head lowered, her thoughts quietly blown by the wind across the corridor.
Different classrooms, separated by half a floor, are like separated by unspeakable thoughts.
Later, the suitcase ran over the same tree-lined avenue. When he smiled and said hello, the sun fell on the tips of his hair, coinciding with that summer. The light in the library, the mineral water he was handed, and the long street they walked side by side, he hid his proximity in the ordinary, but her heartbeat slowly grew higher in silence.
Those gazes hidden in the folds of time, those moments when you hesitate to speak, will finally unwind at a certain moment.
When the green grass quietly jointed in front of the steps, they realized that from the day they first met, the moment their eyes touched, they had already begun a long journey.
