I met a girl named Xia Tian at the beginning of spring, a hundred days after the high school entrance examination. The countdown begins, and the heartbeat is a rebellion with nowhere to escape.
On the day of the rehearsal for the 100-day swearing-in ceremony, I met a school girl who was holding a rice dumpling and was too nervous to say a word of blessing.
My name is Zhai Wang, I am female, and I have hobbies... Before I met her, I thought the answer was the only one.
Her name is Summer, a person who broke into my life at the beginning of spring with all the clumsiness and sincerity in the world.
The beginning of the story was like a joke: I patted my chest and promised to help the brother in the next class ask for her WeChat account.
The development of the story became my own secret: I carried her contact information and conducted a hundred-day silent reconnaissance under the cover of "friendship".
I would look at the screen and my heartbeat would be out of order because she said "I was very sad that I didn't chat with you last night";
When I accidentally see the score on her geography test paper, I will feel undue worries;
At the end of the countdown, every ordinary conversation will be silently read as a farewell that no one knows.
She called me "senior sister", shared her world without any defense, and anchored me in the safe boundary of "friend".
And I, a person who once firmly believed that I was straight, was gently changed in this relationship that I took the initiative to get closer to...
It turns out that my sexual orientation is neither boy nor girl.
It's you, Xia Tian.
But summer, do you know what is the cruelest thing?
It was you who made my heart flutter at the beginning of spring, but our flowering period is destined not to survive this summer.
Intention: In your name, tamper with the seasons of my life.