He Came with the Height of Summer

[Campus | Both chaste | Ensemble cast | Two top students | Light comedy | Happy ending] When Jiang Jian first arrived in Ningcheng, she had just been through a difficult time. She was often quiet and rarely spoke. Then, without warning, a boy barged into her world. He was carefree and spirited, full of passion. He was handsome, but never dated. His friends joked that he might not find love until his twilight years. Who could have guessed that later, the boy would grab the girl’s hand and refuse to let go, his voice barely audible: “Can’t you look at me, just once?” When Jiang Jian was asked if she had ever liked anyone, she paused, then said: “I don’t know if it counts as liking someone, but when I was little, I saw a really handsome boy.” It had only been a casual question, but it turned out she really did have a first love. Everyone was stunned and turned as one to Cen Heng. He remained cool and composed. “Why are you looking at me? I don’t care.” The others: “We might believe you if you looked a little less upset.” After a long separation, The day Jiang Jian saw him, she couldn’t hold back her tears. The boy said nothing, simply pulling her into his arms. Gently, he wiped away her tears. “Why are you crying?” He sounded half-mocking, half-helpless. “I thought you didn’t miss me at all.”