Bai Yuning walked into the military training with the shadow of being bullied and excluded. She just wanted to hide in the crowd and not be noticed. When she was queuing, the boy who was as tall and thin as a poplar tree stood next to her and said in a clear and enthusiastic voice: "Great, there are girls around, no one will bother me anymore."
His name is Li Mo, his smile is as bright as the sun, and his name is neatly written on the back of his collar. The boring military training became colorful because of him - the conversations under the shade of the trees, the whispered reminders while walking, the "come on" after seven push-ups, and the words he left behind, "You deserve to be treated well."
On talent demonstration night, in the red auditorium, the performances of twelve classes were long and boring. Li Mo said: "I'm a little sleepy." Bai Yuning didn't know where the courage came from, and said with a blushing face: "How about I pinch you?" The moment his fingertips touched, it was like an electric current running through his heart.
In the diary, the word "Li Mo" is no longer just a name. It is the most precious memory of summer. It is the first time he is truly seen after the trauma. It is the ink color of youth that cannot be washed away or forgotten.
This is a story about first love, courage and healing. In the hot military training field, in the shadow of the plane tree, under the lights of the red auditorium, and between the school desks, the two teenagers used their purest heartbeats to illuminate the light in each other's lives.
Concept: Fate is won with courage, wounds can be healed by the warmth of human affection, the beauty of the subtle emotion of first love, the beauty of imperfection, the determinism and variables of youth