I will always remember the summer when I was 18 years old. The breeze was not dry and the sun was just right. The boy who amazed my entire youth looked back at me...
He will never know that his outline has already been copied by me between the lines of the diary...
Perhaps everyone has a city in his heart, and there is a special person living in the city. There may be a beautiful but slightly sour exclusive memory treasured there...
Perhaps it was God's blessing that such a person appeared in my calm, step-by-step life day after day, lighting up my youth. From then on, my life was no longer so boring.
My name is Yan Yue, an ordinary girl with average grades, even more ordinary looks, and an introverted and unpleasant personality.
An ordinary person like me seems to be destined to be ignored by others. I am always interrupted when I talk, I am always excluded when I form a team on my own, and even the friendship between three people is the first to be eliminated... All of these are like God proving to me my mediocrity and humbleness.
Maybe my destiny is to live the life of a passerby, A, B, B, D. I don't have outstanding appearance or achievements, and I don't believe that anyone can see my unique heart and soul through my mediocre skin. Being used to being alone and being looked at by others in surprise has long been an essential quality for me to grow up.
Until... One day, a young man named Gong Yu walked into my world carrying light. I remembered a saying on the Internet: There are cracks in everything, and that's where the light comes in. It turns out that God closed all the doors for me, but also opened a window for me. Perhaps... This is the embodiment of light.
Gong Yu, you may not know that once upon a time, I started to pay attention to you; and since when I started to follow your steps step by step, it seems that it all happened naturally.
Maybe you will never know that there was someone silently following you, or maybe one day you will find that I have disappeared into the sea of people...
The names that have been erased in the drafts, the scenes of pretending to look at each other when passing by, the diary that can only be hidden in the night... Everything about you is my endless pleasure.
But my love is like a bitter medicine with a layer of sugar coating, which makes me dare not bite it easily. Who doesn't have a crush on that person in the name of a friend before knowing the other person's feelings?
Now, I want to inject the secrets hidden in my heart in those years into my pen and ink, and recall those fleeting years in the long dark night...
Concept: Secret love is a person's one-way journey. Its preciousness lies in the "unspoken" blank space and the handshake between self and regret.