The winter of Wu Ming's sophomore year in high school was defined by "silence".
The moment the roommate dug out the page full of "Luo Hua" hidden in his notebook, his secret love became a public joke.
Luo Hua, a dazzling straight boy on the basketball court, frowned and uttered the word "disgusting". From then on, the relationship between the two was pushed into the abyss of silence.
They have been sleeping together for two years, with desks facing each other diagonally. The distance between the two points is only a few meters, but it has become an insurmountable gap.
He got up early to avoid his morning exercise, he took a long way to avoid his seat in the cafeteria, he covered his head and pretended to sleep to block his late return, and even eye contact became a taboo for each other.
Silence is a protective color, a wall of separation, and a tacit understanding between the two of them during the countdown to their senior year of high school.
Until that belated "I'm sorry", that bottle of ice dew handed to me on a rainy day, that embarrassing dinner shared in the cafeteria, and his tough "Stop liking other people".
Luo Hua was still clumsy and still didn't know how to explain, but he used small movements besides silence to chip away at the ice wall bit by bit.
Wu Ming exhausted her courage in the silence, and then regained her heartbeat in his sporadic responses.
It turns out that there is never just silence between two points.
Those unspoken concerns, those clumsy approaches, those burning thoughts hidden behind the silence are the most touching answers in youth.
"Two-way exploration·Reunion·Campus secret love"
"Awkward straight male attack × sensitive and hidden tolerance"
"Silence is a protective color and a foreshadowing of heartbeat."
Concept: The regrets and growth of young people, the sincerity and redemption behind silence