The heartbeat of a young man is like the summer night wind. When it blows, his whole youth is gone.
Lin Yanci is the dazzling fire, while Shen Zhiyu is the gentle and tolerant water.
They held hands secretly between the desks, shared the same pair of headphones on the rooftop, and got flustered in the deserted alley.
We agreed to spend the summer together and move into the far, far future together.
Later I found out,
No matter how hot the young love is, it cannot overcome the disparity in family background, worldly outlook, and the struggle that one dares not to speak out.
On the day of graduation, Lin Yanci said with red eyes:
"Shen Zhiyu, let's forget it."
Shen Zhiyu looked at him and nodded gently without holding back.
That separation is a lifetime.
Later I traveled to the places we talked about,
But I never met you again, the one who was only gentle to me.
Intention: It's not that I don't love, it's that I can't, I don't dare, and it's too late