The story of Qing Gardenia and Jiang Shu quietly continued with a pot of gardenia buds sent by her mother.
She is a quiet girl from a key high school in Liaoning Peninsula. Because of her pure white face, she once again met the name that everyone in the high school knew - Jiang Shu. He is recognized as a god of academics, ranking first in grades, and captain of the basketball team. His white shirt sweeps across the playground, weaving the cleanest outline of a boy with the morning light, attracting countless girls to hold their breath in the corner, folding their throbbing into the shape of their thoughts.
Qing Zhi was in the same class as him, but it was like living in another season. She is like the gardenia in the rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River. She does not make any noise or seek glory. She only grows silently in the moist air. My eyes occasionally followed his back, but I didn't dare to stay too long for fear of disturbing my self-sustained peace. Every chance encounter she had was collected into a specimen. She loved it but could not express it, and wrote it into an unsent letter. The handwriting was as light as rain and mist, unable to conceal the heat of her heartbeat.
They are two scenes: "One is the dazzling star in the center of the crowd, and the other is the quiet flower guarding itself on the edge of light and shadow. Secret love in her world is not a vigorous surge, but a infiltration as fine as rain, which dyes ordinary days with the fragrance and longing of gardenias."
She didn't know if he had noticed this silent flower, nor did she know when the buds would bloom in the light. She just wanted to guard her unclarified feelings in the humid monsoon, waiting for a period of youth that might not be revealed to quietly bear fruit.
Intention: youth
