When the white flowers of the old locust tree at the entrance of the alley fell all over the ground, Xu Zhining saw clearly the whole scene that he had missed.
That day, Zhou Yuzhe held two fruit candies and waited for her on the stone steps all afternoon. The sweet smell of orange mixed with strawberry filled the wind. The moving truck rumbled away, and she opened the window to look at his lonely figure. She didn't cry or fuss, but calmly noted down the two candy wrappers that were blown by the wind. She knew she was leaving, and she also knew there were some goodbyes that didn't need to be said.
The incandescent lights in the high school classroom were dizzying. The notebook Song Yanci pushed over had neat ideas for solving problems, and a crooked rabbit was drawn in the lower corner of the draft paper. She blushed and clutched her pen, and almost blurted out the words "thank you", but the moment the girl in the front row put down the hot milk, she calmly stopped speaking. She was aware of her own heartbeat, and she also understood that there was no need to force a response that might disturb others. When she swallowed the words "I like it too" quietly, she did not feel aggrieved, and just regarded it as an innocuous episode in her youth.
On the red track of the sports meeting, the red marks on his knees were burning and painful. When Gu Xingci rushed over with the medical kit in his arms, the slight chill on his fingertips was the clearest memory of that summer. The announcement of the award on the radio sounded, and he was surrounded by people walking towards the podium. She silently put the iodine-stained cotton swab into her pocket, not chasing after him, nor indulging in the tenderness of that moment. She knew that he was as dazzling as a star, and she also knew that she did not have to stand on tiptoe to reach the light that did not belong to her.
Later, in the university library, Xu Zhining always liked to occupy a single seat by the window. The sycamore leaves outside the window were green and yellow. She would occasionally think of the two candies, the rabbit, and the slight coolness. She never indulged in regrets, but just clearly remembered that she had been seriously moved. She never felt that she was cowardly. Those unspoken words were just a token of dignity she left for her youth.
After all, she, Xu Zhining, has never been someone who needs to rely on other people's likes to prove that she is worthy.
Intention: There is no need to describe the heartbeat in youth, sobriety is also complete