Lin Weiwei has been secretly in love with Guo Ge for sixteen years. Starting from the bottle of warm milk on the first day of junior high school, this love has been hidden for half her life.
When we first met her, she was as white as the moonlight, with slight dimples when she smiled. He pulled her to share candies under the camphor tree, ran to her through the corridors during recess, and lit up glass apples with the initials of their surnames printed on them on Christmas Eve. The boy's heartbeat was clean and reckless, and she thought her companionship would last forever, until she handed over the purple love letter at the alley in the third grade of junior high school, and only got one sentence in exchange: "I also like you very much, but we are both girls. It would be great if you were a boy."
In one sentence, all her courage was crushed.
Under the streetlight during evening self-study in the senior year of high school, Guo Ge sang "Confession Balloon" softly. Her unspoken feelings were hidden in the evening breeze, but she was clumsily avoided. The college entrance examination separated the two people by two thousand kilometers. From Fujian to Beijing, from campus to workplace, they lost all contact, leaving only memories that slowly faded over the years.
They reunited briefly during the summer vacation of their junior year, and Guo Ge was about to leave for England. Lin Weiwei looked at the longing for the future in her eyes, but after all she was unable to say the confession she had been waiting for for many years.
For the next seven years, she worked nine to five in a state-owned enterprise, suppressing her longing in her heart, but was repeatedly pulled back by a year-long dream. The dream is full of young people, walking side by side along the long street, unfinished songs, and youth that can never be returned.
She thought she could only reconcile with regrets in this life, until a familiar name popped up in the Douyin comment area, and the heartbeat that had been dormant for sixteen years echoed again.
The balloon never confessed, but it flew over her entire youth. This time, she didn't want to miss it again.
Purpose: To write about the secret emotions between girls, explore the timidity, miss and self-acceptance in young love, and restore the delicate mood of same-sex secret love.