Orange Soda on Cassette

In her senior year of high school, Shen Zhi, who transferred from a small southern town, sat quietly next to Lu Ye, who was shining brightly in the sun, with an old cassette player in her arms. One is introverted and sensitive, hiding the broken cassette tape left by her grandmother; the other is cheerful and gentle, guarding the unfinished old songs of her uncle. An unexpected fight and a misunderstanding brought two teenagers who had never met each other to get closer because of their common love for old cassette tapes. The secret looks at each other in the back row of the classroom, the gentle chorus in the radio station, the fragments of time repaired together on a rainy night, and the heartbeat that I dare not say out loud before the college entrance examination. It turns out that the best love is when you are in the turbulent senior year of high school when someone understands your niche preferences, cherishes the old times with you, and rushes into the same future with you. This is an orange soda-flavored love in a cassette, sweet, clean, and always passionate.