In the third grade class of Nancheng No. 1 Middle School, Xia Qing accidentally sat at the same table as Chen Mocheng, who had always ranked first in the grade.
This person has always been so cold and inhumane that all the girls in the school avoid him, but he makes exceptions for her.
She took the initiative to move the test papers piled up on the table, quietly handed over a spare black pen, and patiently pointed out the question traps that she had missed while solving the questions.
Others just thought it was a coincidence, but only Jiang Yu saw the truth: Chen Mo's double mark was engraved in his bones.
During a casual chat about her alma mater, Xia Qing suddenly remembered the strange boy who accompanied her with a black umbrella while waiting for her parents on a rainy evening many years ago.
The old umbrella rags hidden in the cracks of the table tore open the secret bond between the two that had been hidden for several years.
There are piles of test papers for the senior year of high school, and the countdown is dwindling day by day. The young man's worries are hidden in the gaps between the desks and he dare not speak out.
He was taciturn and distant, and all the softness and partiality in his eyes were reserved for Xia Qing.
After surviving the bitter summer of studying countless questions, when the cicada song came to an end, the Qing Leng scholar shed his indifference and headed straight for the clear sky that belonged to him.
