In September of the second year of high school, camphor trees covered the windowsill. Lin Zhixia, a quiet and reserved liberal arts student, unexpectedly became the front and back seat of the aloof academic tyrant Jiang Yubai.
He is the top science student in his grade and a dazzling young man on the court. He is cold and distant; she is quiet and gentle, with a delicate mind, hiding a cautious heart.
Starting from borrowing a pen and looking at each other casually, the green goodwill slowly fermented in the day and night.
The evening breeze during evening self-study, the chance encounter in the cafeteria, the glances at the sports meeting, and the writing on the wrong question book are all fragments of their youth that belong exclusively to them.
Slow secret love, cautious ambiguity, two-way tenderness and devotion.
Young people don't know how to express their love. They can only think about them silently and prefer them quietly, growing up side by side and heading towards the same summer and future.
This is a clean, healing, non-bloody high school love. It is the purest and most exciting love for a seventeen-year-old.
Intention: Youthful and youthful, running in both directions, accompanying each other and growing together.