The summer night wind makes the sycamore trees rustle.
Late at night when he was sleepless during finals week, Lin Mo matched with an anonymous stranger "Wanfeng" on the tree hole APP.
They complained about Zao Ba and Xian Dai, sharing the beef noodles in San Canteen,
Every day at 22:17, she sent a picture of the sunset in the library on time.
From anonymous tree holes to WeChat friends, from chance encounters in the cafeteria to side by side in the library,
Half a meter apart, we are leaning against each other under umbrellas, counting stars on the playground, and listening to the wind by the river.
Until a medical treatment sheet revealed the secret of my heart,
The heartbeat of midsummer finally stops in the evening breeze.
Youth is a secret love that is too late to be spoken out.
Some people hide in the sunset, and some hide among the pages of books.
Purpose: To write about the youthfulness and restraint of two-way secret love on campus, to interpret the regrets of youth, gentle companionship and relief of growth. The evening breeze ends, and the heartbeat will last forever.
