The first time Yan He met Lin Zhiwei was on a rainy day in the second semester of his second year of high school.
The drizzle in March is like mist, shrouding the entire Qingcheng. Yan He held an old black umbrella and stood under the sycamore tree in Qingcheng No. 1 Middle School, watching the rain leaving shallow marks on the gray school uniform. He transferred from Linshi because his father's job was transferred - this was his third transfer of schools in two years.
Concept: The ignorance of youth campus