In an old alley where a heavy rain poured down, Guo Qingyu, who had been emotionally crushed by his family, fell into the softness and tenderness of Jiang Shu, a girl from a second-hand bookstall. A blue towel embroidered with a robin, half a piece of warm brown sugar bun, and the little sun bookmark that fell from her pocket became the hottest hidden thread in the youth of the two teenagers.
The classrooms of the graduate school are door to door, he is the second best in the city for keeping bookmarks with a cold face, and she is the top liberal arts student who squats on duty to arrange the brooms; Lin Xiaoxiao's warmth is the glue that binds social fear, Jian Yang's straight ball is the dazzling light of secret love, and Huai Chuorong holds the "seriousness of top students", which has become the quietest background in this youth.
He used "opening the window" and "passing bookmarks" to hide his surging emotions, and she wrote "drawing silhouettes" and "clipping bookmarks" into her unsaid thoughts, but the violence of her family pressed down on Guo Qingyu's throat, and the wind in the old alley enveloped Jiang Shu's timidity - those swept floors, opened windows, and unspoken names eventually became the unheated candy of youth.
Intention: Tiny warmth can create redemption, but it cannot compete with the impermanence of fate. Only memory is immortal.