Seventeen-year-old Xu Xia saw the strongest light in midsummer - Lin Ye, wearing a white shirt, stood under the basketball hoop and smiled at her.
They held hands under the camphor tree and wrote each other's names on the draft paper for evening study, thinking that their youth would be as long as the chirping of cicadas.
But the 22-year-old wind didn't come, and the 21-year-old forest industry stayed forever in the summer when the cicadas chirped noisily.
Later, Xu Xia never loved anyone else, but every summer, she would wait for the empty basketball court:
"Xu Xia, see you next time."
Concept: Unprepared regrets and losses in youth
