Hidden in Thin Sleeves

The first time Jiang Shiwan met Wen Quyao was at the opening ceremony of the first year of high school. The girl, wearing a clean white shirt, stood at the end of the line, her eyes lowered, her schoolbag strap gently twisted with her fingertips, like a plant growing quietly, and even her voice was as light as a feather. And Jiang Shiwan is the kind of person who can be noticed at a glance among the crowd. She is sharp-tongued and ruthless in attacking people, but at critical moments, she is extraordinarily generous. She was used to wrapping herself in sharp shells, until the gentle and graceful appearance appeared, like a beam of gentle light, shining into her seemingly hard world. At first, Jiang Shiwan's impression of Wen Quyao was just "that quiet girl". Until one free activity in physical education class, she saw Wen Quyao squatting by the flower bed, carefully bandaging the wound of an injured bird. The tenderness in his eyes moved her heart. Later, they became tablemates. Jiang Shiwan would respond unceremoniously when Wen Quyao was teased by a boy; when she was introverted and dared not raise her hand to speak, she would hold her hand gently under the table to give her courage; and when she was sad because she failed in the exam, she would clumsily comfort her with seemingly venomous words. And Wen Quyao would gently put his coat on Jiang Shiwan when she was sleeping on the desk because she stayed up late to study questions; would silently hand her a fruit candy when she was depressed because of a quarrel with her parents; would use gentle words to deftly resolve conflicts when she was embarrassed because of her sharp tongue. Their relationship is like a gentle game. Jiang Shiwan used her sharp thorns to protect Wen Quyao's softness; Wen Quyao used her tolerant tenderness to melt Jiang Shiwan's hardness. Until one rainy day, Jiang Shiwan was trapped at the door of the teaching building because she didn't bring an umbrella. Just as she was about to rush into the rain, a light blue umbrella gently covered her head. Wen Yuyao stood beside her, half of her shoulders were wet from the rain, but she smiled and said, "Let's go together." At that moment, Jiang Shiwan suddenly understood that she could no longer live without this gentle girl. She was used to her company, used to her tolerance, used to taking off all disguises in front of her. It turns out that the best relationship is never about catering, but about tolerating each other. She has a sharp tongue and is willing to temper her sharpness for her; she is gentle and is willing to become brave for her. This is a story about two girls who healed each other and grew up together in their youth. It is a love letter about companionship and love written by them with each other's tenderness. Purpose: The friendship between women is the toughest and gentlest force in the world. It allows us to find direction when we are confused, gain courage when we are vulnerable, and become each other's most solid support over the long years.