The Seventh Stroke Cannot Draw Summer

Goodbye, dear children. May you carry the tenderness and obsession in the book with you and continue to pursue your own shining life in the years to come. The moment the last word was written, tears also fell on the page, blurring the ink and blurring all the emotions in my heart. I can't tell for whom these tears are shed. Perhaps they are for Xu Yi, who was always stuck in the midsummer of eighteen and died young; for Fu Wanqing, who was trapped in the fog of memories and spent seven years slowly getting out; for Lu Yan, who guarded a deep love that lasted for ten years and was finally echoed; for those who broke away from their fate. For the shackles of Ji Wenran, who fought hard for his dream and finally succeeded; for Chen Mo, who was full of sincerity and finally got what he wanted; for Lin Chuchu, who was not the protagonist of the story, but had the halo of the protagonist, and finally found happiness in his life; and for Lin Yu, who could never get out of that summer and lived like Xu Yi. There is also Xu Wei, who returns from the lost path, but spends the rest of his life thinking about Xu Yi; Chen Jiajia, who sticks to love but cannot withstand fate, and finally looks at each other; Gu Ran, who pursues his ideals to achieve success, but lacks the company of his young best friends... And even every small character in the book who appears in a hurry and quietly exits. Xu Yi's departure was like a pebble thrown into the lake, and the ripples it spread changed everyone's life trajectory. But in the end, they all carried regrets in their hearts, gritted their teeth, and moved forward firmly step by step, never stopping. How could you not regret it? During this parting, everyone slowly learned to let go and slowly walked out of the haze. Only Lin Yu, who was once lively, cheerful, and unruly, became like Xu Yi, forever trapped in that summer when the cicadas kept chirping. Fu Wanqing and Lu Yan crossed the mountains and seas for ten years and finally got married; Ji Wenran lived the life he wanted most under Chen Mo's unreserved protection; Lin Chuchu also met Muchuan, receiving a lifetime of tenderness and preference. Only Lin Yu lost his original self and became Xu Yi in the eyes of others. He could never look like the young man with the sparkle in his eyes and the wind in his smile. But Chen Jiajia was trapped in his fate after all, with only a lifetime of regrets and no way back. I still remember the four-person friendship team that summer, the gentle and clean Xu Yi, the well-behaved and restrained Fu Wanqing, the lively and bright Lin Chuchu, and the cheerful and free-spirited Lin Yu. In the bookstore in Wucheng, there are their figures flipping through books side by side, and the fragrance of ink wraps up the joy of youth; at the window of the library, there is the time they spent writing questions together, with the sun shining on the hair, softening the years; on the painting board in the studio, there is the scenery they sketched together, and the smell of paint hides green dreams; on the bluestone road of the ancient town, there is their laughter chasing each other, and their footsteps beat the best years. Those laughter and laughter hidden in the corner, those pure and hot friendships, once remembered, become tender again. Unfortunately, they were eventually broken into pieces by Xu Yi's departure, scattered in time, and it is difficult to piece them together. Xu Yi, you are the most beautiful young man in the world. Your eyes are clear, your heart is gentle, you are kind in your bones, your grades are outstanding, your brush is full of flowers, and even your appearance is so clear and beautiful. You should have a life full of flowers and smooth sailing, but after all, I wrote you in the summer when you were eighteen, so that you will always stay at that most beautiful age. I'm sorry, but this is your predetermined ending. I feel heartbroken. I hesitated several times when I started writing, but in the end I couldn't change it. Lin Chuchu's love is a beam of light that shines into your life, warm and bright, making your eyebrows brighter and brighter, and making you learn to be more magnanimous in joy; if there hadn't been that misunderstanding, if it was her who you liked at first sight, that would be great, and you should have a tender time year after year. Fu Wanqing's love is like a long stream hidden in the bottom of your heart, with a hint of cautious humility and a hint of unspeakable guilt, which makes you can't help but get closer and can't bear to stay away; she should have been your return in life, your destined lover, but that misrecognition, like an invisible net, made everyone fall into the whirlpool of fate, going round and round, leaving only regrets. The brotherhood between you and Lin Yu makes me heartache the most and moves me the most. You grew up together, made trouble together, laughed together, and planned the future together. It's so good and so precious. So in the end, he lived like you. Perhaps this was his way of commemorating you, continuing your unfinished journey in another form. Your friendship should have been the most precious thing in the years and has never dissipated. Wan Qing, the little girl I love most. Perhaps only I, the writer, can truly understand the cautiousness and humility with which you like Xu Yi, and the joy and loss hidden in your eyes. If you could live your life over again, I wish you had never met him, never tasted the pain of not getting what you asked for, and never wandered around in memories for seven years. Everyone else thinks that you are the third person who broke into the relationship between Xu Yi and Lin Chuchu, and that you broke the balance of youth. But only I know that you are the right track that should lead to happiness. It was that misunderstanding that made you an "outsider" in the eyes of others. Seeing him and Ah Chu beside you, getting closer and closer to each other step by step, how painful your heart must be, as if being gently pricked by countless thin needles, the pain is dense, but you don't even have the qualification to shout out the pain. I feel sorry for you, but I can't do anything. I can only hold the pen and watch you sink deeper and deeper into this pain, and watch your eyebrows lose their luster little by little. Later, I finally relented and let Xu Yi know all the truth. You finally became his sweetheart, and finally had a moment of sweetness. The sadness between your eyebrows faded a little. At that moment, I felt that all the waiting had meaning. But the established ending is hard to change after all. Even though I can't bear it, I still have to let you accept the fact that he left and let you fall into darkness again. Fortunately, during this time, you learned to reconcile with yourself and with your mother. This is the best gift you can give yourself. For seven years, I watched you move away from memories step by step, learn to grow step by step, fade away from youth step by step, and finally walked out of the haze and met your own sunrise. But do you know, Xiaowan, there is another person in this world who is as stupid as you, who has been waiting for a deep love for a long, long time.

Very nice! I first read the introduction, and then accidentally saw the author's big comment. I knew the general plot. I didn't read it from beginning to end because I was afraid that I would be uncontrollably sad for them, so I only read the chapters of Lu Yan. From those chapters, it can be seen that the author wrote it very well, but I cried while reading it. I lamented Lu Yan's efforts, but fortunately (him) and they were together in the end. When I see the end, I can't help but think that it would have been better if Xu Yi hadn't been there, and Wan Qing wouldn't have taken seven years to come out. It would be nice if Lu Yan didn't feel inferior, but these are inevitable results. (Because I lost from the beginning, I would think about how she could like me if she is so good.) I really don't like Xu Yi when he already likes someone else. Why did he fall in love with Wan Qing in the end? He also said that he knew Lu Yan liked Wan Qing and asked Lu Yan to take good care of her. [I hate it the most when people say I know you and so on. It's really annoying, and then it's clear that I will definitely do this, but others have to say it again, I beg you, you must do this]

I just read the first few chapters, and the author really wrote about the astringent feeling of youthful secret love! Reading it is like drinking lemonade with normal ice of Mixue Bingcheng with 30% sugar, it is refreshing and sour, but also has a light aftertaste that can be called translucent (what am I talking about) The author's writing style is also very good, and he tells a story smoothly, which is like a breath of fresh air among tomato novels! Hmm... But when you turn to the back, it feels like it's starting to twist? Ah ah ah, how can I put it? It feels like the lemonade has become sugar-free... But the sugar-free lemonade is also delicious! Although it is very sour, the fragrance of the plant makes up for all the shortcomings😳 I hope the author will continue to write! I will read it when I have time! [Please update]