The fragrance of late summer white tea mixed with chalk dust spread over the desks in the senior high school classroom. Seventeen-year-old Wen Zhiyi looked at Lin Wanyun on the podium and tightened her grip on the throat lozenges in her pocket: "She is so outstanding, I am not worthy of her."
Thirty-year-old Lin Wanyun could see through the girl's thoughts, but he could only deliberately distance himself and hide the note with the mobile phone number written on it, "I can't destroy her." The photos from the sports meeting, the tenderness of the fingertips brushing through the forehead during the graduation photo, were all tucked into Wen Zhiyi's notebook and became a secret for twelve years.
Time passes, and the emerging writer Wen Zhiyi reunites with Lin Wanyun, whose temples are stained with frost. The yellowed group photo fell on the palm of his hand, and Wen Zhiyi choked with sobs: "You obviously remember it too." Lin Wanyun's eyes were red: "I have been waiting for twelve years."
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