Ring Marks

"The ring will leave its mark only after being worn for a long time. She obviously didn't wear it for a long time, but it stayed in my heart for a lifetime." Seventeen-year-old Yu Feng is eye-catching, with a light mole at the corner of his eye, neat short braids, and a loose and unruly temperament. He is the heartthrob of many girls in the class. After her parents divorced, she lived with her mother, but she never received any warmth. During the days when no one supported her, she learned to protect herself. She loved to joke and flirt with others, and skipping classes was common. Fortunately, her grades were outstanding, and most teachers turned a blind eye. Nan Zhiyi looks soft and well-behaved. She grew up in a stable and harmonious family, but she is extremely introverted and timid. She was always bullied and made things difficult for her at school. I was filled with grievances and refused to tell my family, so I swallowed them all alone, quietly being a little sun hiding its light. The two were obviously in the same class, but because Yu Feng was absent from class all day, they had never met for a long time. The first time they met was by the outer wall of the school. Yu Wang almost bumped into her as he climbed out of the wall. His arrogant and neat appearance quietly fell into Nan Zhiyi's heart. Later, on the way home from school, Yu Feng bumped into Nan Zhiyi who was surrounded by people and stepped in to rescue her. From then on, Nan Zhiyi relied on and admired Yu Feng. In daily interactions, Yu Feng always liked to tease the shy girl, which made the girl's cheeks turn red every time. Their feelings gradually grew, and the two naturally came together and exchanged rings to confirm their love. On Yu Feng's birthday, Nan Zhiyi happily invited her to her home for a gathering and went downstairs to pick up the ordered cake. Yu Feng waited at home for a long time but no one responded. He made a call and walked to the window to look out. He was caught off guard and saw a figure falling from a height. The familiar and bright ring on her fingertips instantly shattered all her stability. She ran downstairs desperately, struggling to squeeze through the crowd. The place where rings were exchanged in the past, now lay quietly with the person she longed for. Nan Zhiyi lay quietly on the ground, her eyebrows and eyes were peaceful, as if she was just sleeping deeply. Yu Feng crouched down tremblingly, his fingertips lightly touched her palm, and a biting chill instantly swept through his body. The promise ring was still firmly on her hand, but the people around her would never wake up again. Concept: Seventeen-year-old Feng met Little Sun, but failed to keep her, leaving only a ring and a midsummer that could not be overcome.