The three years of high school were like an unfinished pantomime. Lin Xiran and Lu Jingrui met at the radio station in the first year of high school. When Lin Xiran walked into the radio station with a manuscript in her first year of high school, she heard Lu Jingrui's voice for the first time - a clear voice wrapped in the sound of electricity, gently vibrating on the campus in the afternoon.
As the deputy webmaster, he taught her how to debug the equipment and helped her revise the broadcast script. Later, this intersection extended from the radio station to the mobile phone screen: he would share the moon after evening self-study, she would complain about ancient poems that were difficult to memorize, and the message in the dialog box changed from "Is something wrong?" To "I want to talk to you today too."
During the New Year, the fireworks video he sent contained the words "Happy New Year" hidden in it, and the emoticon she responded to contained unspoken heartbeats. The ambiguity was like the warm light on a winter night, quietly spreading across the screen.
But even the hot light will be cooled by time. Later, their chats gradually became less and less, and the radio station equipment was replaced with new ones. On the day of his graduation, she didn't even dare to deliver them.
It wasn't until Lin Xiran was sorting out her old cell phone in her senior year of high school that she flipped through the fireworks video and suddenly remembered: It turned out that the way he always looked at her during broadcast breaks and the way she always went to the radio station on the pretext of "asking questions" were all unspoken favorites.
It's just that this love finally stopped in high school together with the old voice of the radio station.
Concept: The "blank space" of youth is regret itself: the preciousness of high school crushes lies in the unspoken temptations and unpierced windows, and "missing out" is not failure, but the unique and melancholy mark of youth's growth.