[Reunion+Double Cleansing+Flash Marriage+Sadistic Love]
The seventeen-year-old wind is always wrapped in the damp fragrance of gardenia, blowing the countdown sign on the back wall of the classroom to curl up, and also messing up the corners of clothes passing by in the corridor.
When he turned the stairs with a stack of homework books, she was standing on tiptoe to reach for the half-opened gardenia on the window sill - the snow-colored petals were still covered with light green buds, as if half a sentence was hidden on the tip of her tongue. "Be careful." His voice hit the tile wall, making her hands tremble in shock, and water drops from the edge of the flower pot splashed on the cuffs of his white school uniform.
Later, she always said that it was the beginning of bad luck: he would always stop at her desk for an extra two seconds when collecting homework, the poetry book she peeked at contained his scrapped calculation paper, and even the sunhat that was blown away by the wind at the sports meeting happened to fall next to the track where he ran 800 meters. But the young man's mind was more troubled than an unopened gardenia. She threw the band-aid he handed her into the trash can, and he crumpled up the apology note she stuffed on the table.
In June, when the cicadas were chirping noisily, the pot of gardenias finally bloomed and filled the room with fragrance, but they had the most violent argument beside the gardenia bushes behind the teaching building. She said with red eyes, "You don't understand at all," and he clenched his fists and yelled, "You never said." The fallen petals were blown by the wind and stuck to her cheeks that were still stained by tears, and also fell on the wrinkled collar of his school uniform.
No one looked back.
Later, the gardenias in the alley bloomed enthusiastically every year, but they became the sharpest crease in each other's youth. When they met at the next corner, the fragrance in the wind was still the same as that year. The moment their eyes met, there was only a silence colder than the fading gardenia.
