In the high-grade three-level class, Su Nuo, who had nearly perfect scores in Chinese and English but always hovered around the passing line in physics, unexpectedly squeezed into the key science class and became the classmate of Shen Yan, who always ranked first in the grade.
It is rumored that Shen Yan is cold and taciturn, with a low air pressure around him. Three consecutive tablemates have taken the initiative to apply for seat transfers. On the first day, Su Nuo sat down with a book full of annotations on wrong questions. She even flipped through the book lightly and was prepared to "do not offend the river" for a semester.
But as the days passed, she bumped into him beyond the rumors.
It was the half-sheet of the problem-solving draft that slipped quietly to her hand when she was called on in class; it was the silent reminder that she lightly touched her elbow with the penholder when she nodded sleepily; it was the always leaning towards the edge of her umbrella when we shared an umbrella on a rainy day, and his nonchalantly soaked shoulder.
In the old alley after evening self-study, she happened to see the boy who always had a cold face squatting on the wall to unpack cat food for stray cats. His voice was so soft that he was different from usual.
It turns out that the core of the iceberg is the tenderness and care that have been hidden for two years.
The red pen annotations on the wrong question book became denser and thicker, and there was always one more orange candy in the pocket. The sycamore leaves swept over the window sill in the evening breeze, blowing the unspoken thoughts of the boy and girl over the edge of the desk.
From strangers at the same table in the third row to lovers who agreed to go to Beijing together, they grew up side by side in a youth full of test papers, and turned their innocent love into a future that is within reach.
