At the beginning of autumn when I was seventeen, sycamore leaves passed over the playground and fell on the pages of Ruan Ningfeng's open book.
The early autumn wind carried a coolness through the noisy crowd. Xu Jinye was leaning on the railing, his white shirt swaying slightly in the wind, his quiet brows and eyes inadvertently falling on her for a long time.
Ruan Ningfeng inadvertently raised his head and met that line of sight.
My heart suddenly trembled slightly, like the autumn wind blowing across the lake, creating a circle of fine ripples.
She opened her eyes subconsciously and her heart beat wildly.
At that time, Ruan Ningfeng didn't know how to feel.
Just think that the autumn sun is too dazzling, the wind is too gentle, and the young man is too eye-catching.
The sudden panic, distraction, and secret attention were all attributed by her to misunderstandings.
She thought it was just an inexplicable throbbing in adolescence, fleeting, and never took it to heart.
The love of youth is too obscure, Xu Jinye is silent and restrained, Ruan Ningfeng is ignorant and slow, a heartbeat that started at the beginning of autumn is quietly hidden in the fallen leaves, silently and ends without any disease.
Years passed by.
It's the beginning of autumn again.
The fallen leaves are flying on the streets, and the autumn wind is still there.
Ruan Ningfeng turned around and was caught off guard by a pair of deep and calm eyes.
It's Xu Jinye.
The youthfulness has faded away, he is calm and upright, his eyes pass through the sea of people, still only looking at her.
After many years, the same time of year, the same gaze.
This time, Ruan Ningfeng only realized belatedly——
It turns out that the heart palpitations I had at the beginning of autumn when I was seventeen were never an illusion.
It was a premeditated encounter, a fate that went round and round.
Intention: A hidden heartbeat in the autumn days of youth. After passing through the years, going round and round, you finally meet your destined person again.