The Wind Has Not Risen Yet

In Lin Qinghe's memory, Xu Yiming was always smiling. The third-grade classroom was sunny. He always wore a clean white shirt. His eyebrows were curved into crescents. When he smiled, there were light dimples in the corners of his eyes. Even his tone of voice had the brightness unique to a teenager. It was he who used his naughtiness to coax the young girl to drink ink. Seeing her bulging her cheeks and her eyes red, he laughed so hard that he hurriedly handed over the candy and clumsily made her happy. During that time, his smile was the brightest background. While they were laughing and playing, the two little ones held the hook and agreed that they would always be each other's best partners and stay with each other like this no matter what time. The wind was gentle and the smiles were sincere. Everyone thought that this friendship would last forever. But when they entered junior high school, a class schedule separated the two of them on different floors, and the distance between them gradually widened. Xu Yiming was still the most dazzling presence in the crowd, sunny and cheerful, mingling with the classmates around him, and bringing hearty laughter wherever he went; Lin Qinghe was also known to be gentle and generous, treating others modestly, but when facing him, he lost the wantonness of his childhood, and was only full of timidity and caution. They became the most familiar strangers. Lin Qinghe would always excuse herself from class to pass by and secretly look at his class, watching him joking with his classmates, and watching his smiling face when running on the basketball court. That smile was still bright, but it was no longer the warmth that only belonged to her. What she didn't know was that Xu Yiming would also look in her direction inadvertently, looking at her gentle and quiet profile, hiding the joy in his heart and not daring to come forward to disturb her. The two-way secret love is hidden in their hearts and no one knows about it. The young mind was finally defeated by misunderstanding. That day, Lin Qinghe summoned up all his courage and wanted to walk towards him and tell him what he had hidden for many years. However, from a distance, he saw him chatting happily with other girls. His smile was still bright, but it was particularly dazzling in her eyes. The courage that filled her heart instantly dissipated, and she stubbornly decided that he already cared about someone. She silently turned around and retreated to her own world, sealing that love completely. And Xu Yiming looked at her lonely back and thought that she had forgotten her childhood friendship and had no feelings for him. After all, she did not dare to ask. Those childhood agreements, that ridiculous cup of ink, and the secret love they had hidden for their whole youth, all came to an end in this silent misunderstanding. The wind blew through the campus again, blowing past that youthful time. Lin Qinghe thought of the always smiling young man in his memory, but after all, he could not come to his side again. The wind blows every year, but old friends have not met yet Concept: Youthful crush