The midsummer study room was filled with wind and heat, and Lin Zhixia bumped into the tenderness in Lu Chen's eyes.
They met on the eve of the postgraduate entrance examination, used exercises to get closer, talked in the evening breeze, and hid their hearts in the starlight on the rooftop, the sweetness of milk tea, and the phrase "the most important thing in life is experience." With her heart filled with sincerity, she planned his future journey to Yunnan, treating the brief ambiguity as something he could look forward to for the rest of his life; he indulged in a moment of enthusiasm, but never thought of turning the novelty into a single-minded preference.
A strange piece of news shattered the illusion. In the midst of the cold war, she waited for an explanation while he remained silent. In order not to delay her preparation for the exam, he looked back briefly with guilt, weaved a false impression with tenderness, and accompanied her through the final preparation time. But when the bell rang and the exam was over, all the warmth was withdrawn, and he quickly pulled away without leaving any room.
Later, the graduation ceremony looked at each other from a distance, and then we moved forward separately despite the mountains and rivers. She was trapped in old memories and kept thinking about them, while he fell into the adult world and was full of vicissitudes of life. When he fell ill during a social event, she cautiously rushed to care for him, only to receive a cold and distant look. When he officially announced his new consummation, the old saying "experience comes first" quietly changed to an unanswerable question.
Xia Yi started with a hot voice and ended with a sloppy silence. It turns out that some encounters were just random experiences in his life, but they were obsessions and hurts that she would never forget for half her life. Midsummer has come to an end, and love has sunk to the bottom. From now on, the mountains and seas will never meet again, and there will be no return date for our worries.
