On campus in late winter, the lively and cheerful Zhu Xingtang accidentally crossed paths with Zhou Guanchi, the aloof school boy, because he was afraid of endorsing his teacher. When they first met, she only noticed his expensive limited edition sneakers and his cold and distant eyebrows, but she didn't know what kind of emotion was hidden in those red and phoenix eyes.
Zhou Guanchi looks like a flower on the high mountain. The sandalwood beads on his wrist collide with the mechanical watch to make a steady sound, and he always shows his indifferent attitude. But when facing Zhu Xingtang, he would quietly squat down to correct her pronunciation, tap her palm with a pen to remind her of spelling, and even secretly write down her casual preferences. Those hints of tenderness were hidden in his deliberately slow pace, and in the orange-flavored candies stuffed into her exercise book.
And Zhu Xingtang, this timid girl who even had to dodge endorsements, gradually discovered the passion under Zhou Guanchi's cold appearance through time and again. He would prepare warm milk for her, and when he was solving problems, he would approach her inadvertently, and the red tips of his ears would make her heart beat faster.
When the cold lily of the valley fragrance interweaves with the warm girly scent, the encounter that started as an endorsement slowly ferments into the most touching heartbeat. In the word list of the first volume of high school, in the corridor illuminated by the slanting morning light, their story is quietly writing a romantic chapter unique to youth.
Intention: two-way redemption and growth