Lin Zhi always has a pack of wet wipes in her schoolbag.
On the first day of school, she used them to dust the new desk. Later, she used them to wipe the shoe prints on her school uniform, wipe the tears in the toilet stall, and wipe away the memories that could not be wiped away.
Everyone likes Lin Zhi - someone quietly reminds her of answers during class, people chat around her during breaks, and her drawers are filled with love letters. She thought her life in junior high school would continue to be so bright, until the man named Xu Hao appeared at the end of the corridor and looked at her with a look that said, "I've known her for a long time."
At the same time, there was a boy at the bus stop who just nodded every time he met her. It's very light, like just confirming "I recognize you." His name is Chen Yu. He didn't know why he noticed the girl who walked aside and never took the initiative to speak. Little did he know that every time he nodded, another person's heart would beat faster.
Later, Lin Zhi discovered that some gazes were warm, some gazes were cold, and some gazes - she didn't dare to look at them, but she couldn't help but peek.
The wet wipes are still in the bag. But the purpose has changed.
Intention: Real growth is not to hide the wounds and pretend to be healed, but to learn to hold an umbrella for yourself in the rainy season, and finally have the courage to give the umbrella to the people you care about.