In September in the south, the air is always sticky with lingering heat. Shen Nianyu was used to being a transparent person, wearing headphones, hiding in the third to last row by the window in the classroom, and using a paintbrush to build a safe house on paper. Until the girl named Lin Shuqi appeared.
Lin Shuqi is quiet and calm, his movements around the earphone cables are meticulous, and his eyes are like a glass of water without ripples. Shen Nianyu drew a profile of her face, but he inadvertently caught the refreshing citrus fragrance on her body.
One is an introverted girl who wants to hide herself in winter, and the other is a gentle intruder who smells like the residual heat of summer.
From looking at each other on the first day of school, to side by side on duty on Friday. Some encounters are like sycamore leaves falling on shoulders, too light to hear the sound, but echoing in the heart.
"Lin Shuqi." She muttered these three words silently on the tip of her tongue, feeling that this was probably the best weather in September.
Concept: Citrus summer meets pencil shavings in winter
