Linchuan No. 1 Middle School, Grade 3 (1) Class, Qingbei Experimental Class.
There is no youth here, only ranking.
Xu Zhi is recognized here as the "God of AI".
Long black, straight, always neat school uniform, perfect report card, and a self-disciplined life that never makes mistakes.
My mother said, "You have to be good."
So she locked all the girl's thoughts into the locked diary, and locked it under the throne of being number one in the grade.
Until Zhou Chen appeared.
He is a transfer student, second in grade, with cold eyebrows and a sense of world-weariness.
His school uniform was loose and his wrists were injured. He looked like he was looking at weeds on the roadside.
He felt that living was boring, until that day, when the power went out during evening self-study, he grabbed her hand in the dark.
Xu Zhi always thought that he would not collapse.
It wasn't until that long, suffocating senior year of high school that she began to long for that indescribable "crossing the line."
The corner of the library, the touch under the desk, the wind on the rooftop, and the name that I wanted to say countless times but swallowed.
"I never thought that the seventeen years I had been following a routine would be completely disrupted by the arrival of one person."
This is a restrained secret love that happened in the dark night of the senior year of high school.
When everyone thought she was sprinting for Qingbei, she was secretly in love with the scarred boy.
——You are my salvation, and the only grand rebellion that I dared not make public in my senior year of high school.
Purpose: You are my salvation, and the only grand rebellion that I dared not make public in my senior year of high school.