The identity of the male protagonist
Lu Ye is always among the top ten physics contestants in his grade. He talks little and has a steady hand. He always sits in the last row of the classroom by the window. In class, he always draws circuit diagrams on scratch paper. Only when the teacher asks him to do a question, he will raise his eyes and glance in the direction of the forest eaves.
In the eyes of his teacher, he is a stable seeded player. His life is a step-by-step process. Graduation, further education, and being with people of the same frequency. Everything goes smoothly. He never has the option of "stopping for anyone."
Heroine identity
Lin Yan is the representative of the Chinese class, and his composition is always regarded as a model. He sits in the third row diagonally in front of Lu Ye. He always borrows his eraser and asks him physics questions that he doesn't know. He is a "quiet and obedient good student" in everyone's eyes.
No one knew that her mother had already arranged for her to immigrate. There was no "after graduation" option for her senior year of high school from the beginning. Even her qualifications for confession were cut off from the beginning of the story.
The moment the bell fell, Lin Yan crumpled half a page of "I like you" into a ball of paper and threw it into the trash can outside the examination room.
She followed her family to the airport that day, and didn't even dare to go to dinner - she was afraid of seeing Lu Ye, afraid that she couldn't help but express her feelings that she had been hiding for three years, but she already knew that the foreign country she was going to was separated from the city on his volunteer list by 10,000 kilometers of mountains and seas.
In the third month after she left, she visited the circle of friends of her high school classmates:
Lu Ye and the girl from the next class who always played badminton with him made it official. In the photo, he was smiling and holding the girl's hand tightly. In the background was the old sycamore tree in their high school playground, exactly the same place where she had secretly looked at him countless times.
That night, she went through all the old photos on her phone, and finally deleted them one by one, which was the secretly photographed silhouette of him studying in the evening class that was stored in the deepest part of the photo album.
Her senior year of high school ended with a note she didn't dare to hand out, and a long walk without saying goodbye.
While she was crying with her stomach full of unspoken words, trapped in a foreign winter night, he was walking hand in hand with his new lover on the campus of the university where they had agreed to go, walking on the way to register for freshmen.
From the moment senior year ended, there was no more "them."
His life was naturally moving toward perfection, but in her entire youth, she had never even been qualified to receive a formal response from him.
Intention: When young people say goodbye, good fortune and trust will never come to an end.