When the summer wind swept over with the fragrance of gardenia, Gu Qingwan grabbed Lin Ye's wrist and ran to the flower field. She smiled and said that they would open a flower shop together and sell the most popular flowers in the world.
They didn't know at that time that some agreements were destined to fail from the moment they were spoken.
Zhao Lin once huddled under the quilt in the dormitory and gossiped: "Is Lin Ye your type?"
Gu Qingwan frowned and smiled: "She is the person I like, not my type."
Later I realized that the so-called blank space is never empty, but waiting for someone to fill it. And Lin Ye was the person who filled Gu Qingwan's entire summer.
But midsummer is too short.
She left without saying goodbye, leaving Lin Ye holding the light blue hair ring and waiting for an eternity. The shallow marks on her wrist were obsessions, the dried gardenias in the glass jar were longings, and the unsigned letter with only a gardenia drawn on it was the goodbye she could not say.
Many years later, Gu Qingwan's wedding was grand and lively, and the happiness at the end of the red carpet was within reach. But that sudden sixth sense in my heart was screaming something——
She seemed to have lost the best girl.
Lin Ye said: "Just think of me and this summer as ending together."
It starts with summer and falls with summer. Eight years of waiting is ultimately a waste.
This secret love that started with the blooming gardenias finally stopped in the wind of late summer, and could no longer wait for the next season of cicadas.
The author's random thoughts: sweet first and then spicy, a combination of meat and vegetables, balanced nutrition
(The knife points are densely packed, so proceed with caution)
Concept: - Some love is like gardenia, which blooms in midsummer and also fails in midsummer. It is short-lived but enough to fragrant the whole youth.
