In No. 1 Middle School, Mr. Wen Ruan loved to hide under the camphor tree behind the teaching building with her notebook and write essays. Her handwriting was soft and as quiet as herself. Lu Xingmian was a popular figure in the next class. His three-pointers on the basketball court always drew screams, but he always slowed down when passing under the camphor tree.
After a monthly exam, Wen Ruan found a strawberry-flavored hard candy in the drawer. A light blue note was wrapped in a transparent candy wrapper, with refreshing handwriting on it: "The auxiliary line for the last math question was drawn very skillfully." No name was left, but her ears turned red while holding the candy wrapper.
Since then, Wen Ruan's pencil case has always had candies popping up from time to time - lemon-flavored "Come on" before the exam, milk-flavored "Remember to bring an umbrella" on rainy days, and even the orange-flavored "The sunset on the west side of the playground is beautiful today" she mentioned in her essay, "I like the sunset". She put the candy wrappers into her notebook one by one, and repeatedly rubbed the unsigned handwriting with her fingertips, quietly guessing who it was.
At the school sports meeting, Wen Ruan signed up for the 800 meters, but was so nervous before the race that his palms became sweaty. During the inspection, someone stuffed a peach-flavored candy into her hand, and her fingertips accidentally touched hers, giving her a little warmth. When he looked up, he only saw Lu Xingmian's back as he turned and walked towards the basketball court. There was still some sunlight on the corners of his school uniform.
On the final day, when Wen Ruan crossed the finish line, she saw Lu Xingmian standing at the finish line holding her notebook. He opened the book, which was filled with candy wrappers. On the last page was what he had just written: "Actually, every candy is what I want to say to you." The wind blew the camphor leaves and fell at their feet. The candy in Wen Ruan's hand seemed to be sweeter than usual.
Intention: Borrow a sweet letter to hide the tenderness of life