In the midsummer of that year, the sun cut the sycamore leaves into fine pieces of gold foil, and the wind carried the smell of soda and green grass. In the midsummer of that year, she met him.
Because of him, her campus life has a different color than before.
The "understanding" looks in her classmates' eyes, the heckles between her friends, and the inadvertent glances at each other always made her nervous and at a loss, but they also made her secretly happy for a long time.
However, the "bright love" of a coward has no name.
Purpose: This article is unfolded from the perspective of the heroine, and a secret love on campus that "has traces but ends without a cure" is used as a carrier to describe the cautious heartbeat and regret of adolescent girls. "From the peek on the desk, I saw the name that I only dared to write down in the diary. In the end, I couldn't overcome the inextricable alienation in his eyes. Just like some stories, regrets are written at the beginning."
