On the day when he transferred to the sixth grade school, the sea breeze was filled with salty smell. When Zhuang Yuan saw Lin Zhi for the first time, he fell into the heart of his youth.
He sat behind her, quietly put away the pen that flew out, silently helped her clean the desk and chair, stuffed the problem-solving note into her pencil case, and hid his full love as a watch that no one knew about.
But before midsummer ended, Lin Zhi left for Shanghai, leaving only the wind on the island to hide an unspoken goodbye for him.
The days in Shanghai were crowded and deserted. She was like a gardenia leaving her hometown, wandering alone in the reinforced concrete, with only her own voice to answer her late night worries.
Occasionally in a circle of friends, the two of them started talking again after several years.
From the island to neon, from a young boy to a high-spirited man, they made a promise 800 kilometers apart.
He trained hard and wanted to go to her city and give her a grand proposal on the Huangpu River;
She was waiting for him wholeheartedly, treating him as the only shore in her wandering years.
But the young man was too proud and too ignorant of tolerance.
An unwarranted misunderstanding, an impulsive breakup, and the moment the phone was hung up, all tenderness came to an abrupt end.
Later, sycamore leaves fell all over the long street, and she walked alone on the road she had agreed to walk with;
He kept his old tennis balls and full screen chat records, leaving only endless internal friction in the late night on the island.
Some heartbeats start from the first meeting,
Some regrets will echo throughout life.
Concept: The love of youth is hidden in silence. If it is missed, only the echo will remain.