Summer Solstice

Parabola and rest under clear sky Yi Zhaoyue, a first-year piano student in high school, has always been the noisiest person on campus. She always drags her classmates laughing and running through the corridors between classes. But no one knew that this girl who was fearless also had moments when her heart skipped a beat - Jiang Qi, the main player of the school volleyball team, stepped sideways in front of her when the volleyball was out of control and rushed towards her door. She received a severe blow on her arm, but turned around and grinned at her: "School girl, stay away next time." The beads of sweat on the boy's forehead, his bright smile, and the muffled sound of the volleyball hitting his arm became secrets hidden deep in his heart. This secret love was perfectly covered up by her carefree temperament. She would still shout "Senior is so awesome" when passing by the volleyball court, but when no one was around, she would repeatedly trace his leaping and smashing the ball to the piano keys; she would sneak into the volleyball team's resting area under the pretext of delivering water, but she would only dare to Watching him from a distance, she had to rehearse her conversation several times in her mind; on Jiang Qi's graduation day, she squeezed into the crowd of farewells and said with a smile, "Senior, you have a bright future," but turned around and wrote in her diary: I must go to your university. The girl who once considered practicing piano for fun has since given up her playful spirit. The lights in the piano room stayed on all night, and she didn't stop even though her fingertips were calluses; the papers in the cultural class were piled up, and she chewed through one after another. Others only said that Yi Zhaoyue suddenly had an enlightenment, but no one knew that she was running hard in that direction with a dream about volleyball and teenagers in her heart. At the end of midsummer, when the admission notice with the name of the same university was held in the palm of her hand, Yi Zhaoyue smiled with crooked eyebrows. On the university campus in September, the leaves of the sycamore tree were falling. Holding her piano score, she deliberately "ran into" Jiang Qi in training clothes by the volleyball court. This time, she didn't run away after shouting like she did in high school. Instead, she strode up to him, raised a bright smile, and said with eyes as bright as stars: "Senior, what a coincidence! Do you still remember me?" The sun shone on the two of them, and the wind on the court carried the sweetness of youth. The game began with an unexpected heartbeat, and finally ushered in a generous confession under the clear sky of the university, and the beginning of a two-way journey. Intention: The most beautiful thing in youth is that you were the light that I secretly looked up to, and I tried my best to finally stand by your side at the best age.