Qing Qi Sheng Xia

In the early autumn of September, accompanied by the smell of magnolia flowers on campus, Shen Sheng bumped into Zhou Qingheng while taking out the trash. At that time, she was the "little sun" with cherry hair tied in her hair, but she was a good student but gave warmth to everyone; he was a wanton and flamboyant boy, with top grades but he hid all his flamboyance in front of her. During his three years of high school, Zhou Qingheng's favorites were like the shadow by the window of the library, hidden in the word "Shen Sheng" in the corner of the draft paper, hidden in the trembling fingertips when handing out water at the sports meeting, trapped in the inferiority cage of "I am not good enough for her". He watched her smile at everyone, watched her struggle with math problems, watched the light in her hair when she ran on the playground, and watched her heart beat repeatedly in unknown corners, and then flinched repeatedly. Shen Sheng never noticed the following eyes. She only knew that Zhou Qingheng was a great classmate, a gentle young man who would silently hand over notes, but she didn't know that he had hidden his thoughts for three years, like the thoughts buried under the old locust tree. It wasn't until the cicadas chirped and the stars glowed at the graduation party that Zhou Qingheng stopped her under the old locust tree, his voice full of desperate courage: "I've been watching you for three years, and I've been cautiously approaching you for three years." It turned out that those hesitations of not daring to get close, the deliberateness of pretending to meet by chance, and the repeated tracings on the draft paper late at night, all turned into the clumsiest and most sincere blessings of the young man. When the cicadas chirping during the graduation season blew away the high school uniforms, and when they thought they would never see each other again, Zhou Qingheng appeared in front of Shen Sheng again. At this time, Zhou Qingheng had lost the youthful restraint of high school, but when he saw Shen Sheng's smiling eyes, his heart still skipped a beat as before. This time, he didn't back down. He began to clumsily learn to pursue: making appointments in the name of asking questions, carefully commenting in her circle of friends, sending carefully prepared gifts and a notebook filled with three years of thoughts on her birthday (of course, tearing out the overly explicit content first). From temptation to approach, from ignorance and secret love to clumsy pursuit, Zhou Qingheng used his college years to make up for the regrets of high school, and Shen Sheng understood his belated intention in his persistence. They learned to be honest during late-night self-study in the library and countless deletions and modifications in WeChat dialog boxes. Zhou Qingheng let go of his so-called inferiority complex, and Shen Sheng also learned to cherish the warmth of those around him. This monsoon, which was three years late, finally blew into each other's lives. The youthful love that was once hidden in the high school uniforms slowly sprouted under the sunshine of the university, curing the hesitations in the past and allowing the two teenagers to grow into a braver person while running in both directions. This is a story about belated courage. It describes the duration of secret love and the sincerity of pursuit, and finally makes the heartbeat span the years and bloom the most perfect flower at the right time. Concept: The enthusiasm of youth