The whole school knew that Shen Handu, the number one student in the grade, and Yan Qing, the physical education student, were sworn enemies.
One is cold and taciturn, while the other is sunny and talkative. No one waited, and no one responded.
Until one night when the power went out during self-study, Yan Qing sat next to Shen Handu in the dark and asked, "Why don't you go home?"
Shen Handu was silent for a long time: "No one is waiting at home."
Yan Qing smiled: "What a coincidence, so do I."
From then on, Yan Qing would run down from the rooftop during the eighth minute of recess every day. Shen Handu was waiting for him there, with two hot buns beside him.
He taught him how to solve problems and ran with him. He brought him ointment and cooked him noodles. Two people in the abyss become each other's light.
"Crossing the cold river alone? Then I will be your sun from now on."
Then he disappeared. Only one letter was left: "Wait until I come back. Don't forget me."
Yan Qing waited for four years, checking the mailbox every day.
He didn't know that the letter had long been thrown away as an advertising flyer.
He also didn't know that those increasingly shorter replies were not written by him.
The eighth minute is too short, not enough to say goodbye.
The eighth minute is too long, so long that someone has used it for a lifetime and has not waited for that person to come back.
——This is a story about waiting and waiting.
Intent: Two teenagers growing up in difficult situations support each other, redeem each other, and learn to persevere and grow through love and waiting. Even if they didn't stay together in the end, that pure emotion illuminated each other's lives.