Those summers seemed to go on forever.
The wind swept across the sports field, through the corridors of the teaching building, past the classrooms still lit after evening study, and through the tumultuous age of seventeen they had lived through.
Shen Ke always thought that so many things from youth would eventually pass.
Exam rankings would change, seats would be switched, graduation photos would turn yellow, and even the person she'd once thought she could never forget would slowly disappear into the crowd.
But many years later, she still thought of that seat by the window.
She remembered the boy bending his head to correct her answers, just as a breeze passed outside.
