In the corner by the window on the third floor of the Municipal Library, there is always a young man sitting with his head down while writing questions. Jiang Yi's world was so simple that there were only formulas and theorems, until that day, Lu Xingci, the dazzling figure on the basketball court and a talkative figure in the astronomy club, sat across from him with a book "A Brief History of the Evolution of Celestial Bodies" and tapped the planetary orbit formula he had calculated incorrectly with his fingertips.
"Here, the symbol is wrong."
The sunshine superimposed the shadows of the two people on the exercise book, like a silent invitation. He began to get used to the extra mineral water at hand, to listening to the legend of Orion told by the other party, and to walking side by side with that cheerful figure under the street lamp after evening study. And Lu Xingci gradually discovered that this young man who was as quiet as a shadow would have his eyes light up when explaining physics problems, and the tips of his ears would turn red when he received a star map. Like a plant that needs to wait patiently, it quietly took root in his heart.
From casual conversations in the library, to whispers under the starry sky on the rooftop, from each other's evasive glances, to calmly holding hands - this is the purest closeness between two teenagers in their youth. There is no vigorous plot, only the star stickers sandwiched in the exercise book, the warm water delivered after the basketball game, the encouraging looks in the examination room, and the confession hidden behind the starry sky exhibition: "You helped me find my direction."
When the warm light of the library flooded over the two young profiles, their story had just begun. It turns out that the best youth is when someone accompanies you to calculate all the trajectories, and then walk toward the farther starry sky together.
Intention: youth