In the senior high school classroom where the sycamore leaves were falling, Xia Bai's eyes were always chasing the quiet figure diagonally behind. Qiu Yuzhun's pen tip was always quietly tracing the name of the boy in the front row on the blank space of the draft paper.
It was their unspoken secret love for each other, their heart fluttering two rows apart, and their panic when the hem of their school uniform passed by the cuffs of their white shirt. No one said that they liked her, they just hid their thoughts in countless secretly staring moments.
Later, they put on white coats and became doctors fighting side by side. The shadowless lamp on the operating table was dazzlingly bright. They cooperated tacitly, thinking that after a long time, they could finally express their hidden love.
Until an accident involving HIV, the sharp blade cut through the white coat and all the unfinished expectations.
He and she fell at the moment closest to the light.
Summer has not yet rested, autumn has not yet ended, only secret love has become an eternal sound.
Purpose: 1. Praise the restrained and deep two-way secret love. It is a pity that cowardice and missed opportunities make the unspoken love become an eternal regret.