In September of my seventeenth year, the sycamore leaves were just stained with gold. Transfer student Wen Zhiyu stood on the podium holding his schoolbag and introduced himself, his voice as soft as the early autumn wind. She didn't know that Lu Shiyan, who was always sleeping on the table in the back row, would raise his head for the first time when she appeared.
He is a well-known "problem student" in his grade. He skips classes, gets into fights, and is at the bottom of his class, but he has a pair of piano-playing hands. She is a well-behaved and quiet top student who lives her life within the framework of a good student, but in her heart she longs for freedom.
Two people who were originally parallel began to intersect because of a duty call, a borrowed notebook by mistake, and a sudden rain. He would appear silently when she was being bullied, and she would secretly stay outside the window of the abandoned piano room where he practiced. He taught her to climb over the wall to watch the sunset, and she taught him to solve function problems. The instant noodles on the rooftop, the note under the desk, the wind blowing in the back seat of the bicycle after school - all the tiny moments are pieced together into the brightest sunny day in youth.
However, the pressure of a key high school, the gap between families, and the bifurcation of the future are like dark clouds that are gradually gathering. When rumors spread about Lu Shiyan's family, and when Wen Zhiyu's mother put her application for transferring to another school overnight, the summer of seventeen, which they thought would always be sunny, ushered in the first storm.
"Wen Zhiyu, if we beat time, can we not go our separate ways?"
"Lu Shiyan, my sunny days have always been about you."
At the most innocent age, meeting someone who makes the whole youth bright. Even if we were blown away by the wind later, that clear sky will always remain in the memory of the seventeen-year-old.
[Special Notice] Every Friday is my rest time, and I will stop updating for one day. Except for Friday, I will update every day...
Purpose: True growth may not be about becoming "right" in the eyes of others, but having the courage to protect the "sunny sky" in your heart.
