At the age of seventeen, in the playground, the evening wind carried the chirping of cicadas. Jiang Chenxi glanced into Shen Yanxi's cold eyebrows, and from then on, he was filled with the courage to chase the light. She folded her thoughts into a paper airplane and chased his back throughout the entire summer of youth, but in this one-way rush, her studies were quietly derailed. The dazzling red on the mock exam list finally woke her up: the light of youth should not only be used to chase others, but also to illuminate one's own path.
Putting away the unsent letter, she hid all her heartbeats in the sea of topics. The starlight of reading at night and the rustling of the pen tip across the test paper have become new footnotes to youth. Finally, she stepped on the ladder of hard work and entered the university of her dreams. I thought that Shen Yanxi would be the most regrettable end of her youth, but on a sunny afternoon, she met Zhou Qinghuan - a doctor with a white coat with disinfectant, who would carefully smooth out the wrinkles in her medical records, and calm all her worries with a gentle voice.
It turns out that when you fell in love at first sight when you were young, what you lost was not your own bravery; the real destiny is the gentle redemption that will come as expected when you become a better version of yourself. This is Jiang Chenxi's youth, with a heartbeat that is desperate for one's own safety, a hard work that suddenly wakes up, and even more perfection that goes round and round. Everyone who has gone through youth can see the brave self in the story.
