Something's Not Right with My Deskmate

Lin Yang was famous for being unable to sit still in No. 7 Middle School. He often dozed off in class and always had lollipops stuffed in his desk. In the sophomore class of high school, he occupied the window seat in the last row. Before he could sit down, Gu Qing, wearing a white shirt and glasses, walked over - the first grader and the president of the student union. The table was always neat and tidy, and even the pen tips were pointing in the same direction. A desk, a patchwork, two completely different people became the same desk. At first they were tit for tat, but then they gradually discovered that under the seemingly bright surface of the other party, they both had their own worries and difficulties. From the bag of soy milk on the corner of the table, to the quiet weekends in the library, from the gazes on the sidelines of the court, to the problem-solving steps on the scratch paper. As the two teenagers lived side by side in their daily lives, they gradually came to understand each other's fragility, and both grew into braver versions of themselves. A high school time about companionship and growth.