In the chirping of cicadas in late summer, Yan Xingci's eyes always follow the tips of Ke Ruanxi's hair. An orange candy, an inadvertent touch, makes the love hidden in the heart no longer hideable. In the peripheral vision of the self-study class and side by side in the library, the girl's thoughts are like melted honey, spreading sweetness in the wind. This is a tender secret love that belongs to adolescence, and it is also a heartbeat that goes in both directions. The warm light falls on the hair, and you enter my heart.
Concept: two-way secret love and tender love in youth