The chirping of cicadas filled the playground in midsummer, and Ji Xia's eyes always lingered on Song Yu for a little longer.
The half piece of eraser that was secretly handed to him in class, the umbrella they held tilted towards him on a rainy day, the street lamp they walked side by side after evening self-study, all the cautious approaches, all hid his unspoken love.
Everyone else laughed that they were inseparable friends, but only Ji Xia knew that he had written the sentence "I like you" thousands of times on the draft paper, but never dared to hand it to him.
The summer wind blows through the old school building every year. Can his love finally come to him?
[Tag: campus, secret love, two-way pull, difficult feelings]
Purpose: to record the thoughts of young people and learn to be brave and relieved as they grow up.