"Which way are you going?"
"East."
"On the way. Let's go."
One rainy day in my sophomore year of high school, Xu Nian from the next class came over holding an umbrella and said these two words. Song Shi'an thought it was really just a ride on the road, but later she found out that the No. 17 Bus he took did not pass her house at all.
He took a detour. It went around all autumn.
This is a story about peeking. She peeked at the back of his head, and he peeked at her left center of gravity. She kept his blurred photos of sports meets, and he kept her grade report card.
A two-way secret love, full of details, and an overly sweet campus daily life.
Concept: Secret love is the chaos of one person, and it is also the two-way rush of two people.