Yan Yan Summer

The summer in Lincheng No. 1 Middle School is very long, long enough for a secret love to grow from taking root to flourishing. The names of Xu Yanci and Qiao Sining have been at the top of the red list since their first year of high school. He is number one and she is number two. For three years, no one has left the other. But no one knew that the boy who was the first in the grade had his school uniform washed white, his pen holder was wrapped with yellowing tape, and the cafeteria only served vegetarian dishes and free soup. He lived like a wall of silence, thinking that no one would see the cracks. No one knew that the girl who was always smiling had traced him a thousand times with her peripheral vision during recess, took pictures of every one of his perfect test papers, and stored them in the deepest photo album of her mobile phone. They competed with each other for three years and also secretly liked each other for three years. It's the inadvertent side glances in the examination room, the sudden acceleration of the pulse when we pass each other in the corridor, and the corners of the mouth that curl up alone in front of the oath of "I will surpass you next time" under the lamp late at night. In the last month before the college entrance examination, he stuffed a note into her textbook with only one sentence written on it - "See you at Tsinghua University. I have something to say to you then." She clutched the piece of paper and smiled with red eyes in the deserted corridor. Later, in the windy summer, they all got their wish and went to the same place. She was like a sun, shining into his gloomy life inexplicably. And he, finally, in her light, slowly changed from a taciturn young man who was accustomed to bowing his head to a person who could laugh, expect, and bravely speak his mind. The two names on the red list, which had been on the list for three years, finally changed from "first place" and "second place" to "us" in the same story. This is a story about a secret love coming true, and a story about a girl who has eight hundred petty ideas but only one wish. The cicadas kept chirping and my heart beat constantly. --- #CampusSweetArt #Two-way Secret Love #From School Uniform to Wedding Dress #True Adaptation Intent: In the midsummer when the cicadas are chirping, we meet our opponents and will eventually meet at the top.