In the summer when I was seventeen, the cicadas were noisier than in previous years.
Wen Zhixia, who was transferred to a new class, became roommates with Zhou Chiye, the unruly boy who was always called out by the teacher for the first time.
From the eraser that was forced to be handed over, to the hot milk that was stuffed into the drawer; from the notebook that was filled with errors, to the pace that was deliberately slowed down on the way to school.
He thought these were just the young man's good intentions on a whim, but he didn't know that the names hidden in the gaps in the draft paper had been written all throughout the summer.
This is a story about ignorance, companionship, and the unique thoughts of a seventeen-year-old boy that cannot be hidden or expressed.
Concept: In the midsummer of cicadas chirping, you and me