On the first day of the third year of high school, Zhou Xubai, who was first in grade, cornered Jiang Jin, who was second in grade, in the equipment room. He raised his chin with fingers stained with chalk dust and said, "This time, I will make you cry."
Everyone knows that they are mortal enemies - Zhou Xubai is the president of the student union and his shirts are always neatly ironed; Jiang Jin is the ace of the art class and has cigarettes hidden in his painting kit. They compete for rankings, honors, and the position of flag-raiser. They don't even want to touch the corners of their clothes when they pass each other in the corridor.
Until a heavy rain trapped the two of them in the studio, Jiang Jin discovered that Zhou Xubai's sketchbook was full of himself: sleeping, frowning, and biting the end of his pen. And Zhou Xubai took away the poem Jiang Jin had put in the paint box. It was the same line that he had copied seven times: "I hate you like a rain that refuses to stop."
On the eve of the college entrance examination, Jiang Jin dragged Zhou Xubai into an empty classroom, bit his earlobe and said, "If I lose, you kiss me." Under the moonlight, Zhou Xubai pulled off his neat tie and pressed him against the blackboard full of formulas: "No, I want you to beat me, and then I will teach you how to kiss."
This is a story about how two proud teenagers used hatred to cover up their heartbeat, and used fighting to replace hugs. They fell in love between scores and eyes, wrote love letters on the back of the test paper, and exchanged heartbeats on the podium. In the end, they discovered that the most extreme confrontation is the fear of admitting that they have already fallen.
Intent: In the confrontation of youth, another naked truth of love is glimpsed.
