When Lin Farewell × Lu Lingzhou
In the middle of the summer when he was seventeen years old, Lin was hiding a secret in his heart that only related to Lu Lingzhou.
The fan in the classroom whirred and sputtered, and the chirping of cicadas was wrapped in the sultry evening breeze. His eyes could not help but fall on the young man diagonally in front of him.
Lu Lingzhou was lying on the table writing questions, with his broken hair hanging down from his forehead. He was holding a pen on his fingertips to draw clean handwriting. A single silhouette could fill Lin's peripheral vision during the entire class break.
He hid his heartbeat tightly.
Deliberately taking detours during class to create chance encounters, thinking over what to say before borrowing notes, holding mineral water in hand during sports, standing behind the crowd and not daring to step forward.
After the evening self-study, I quietly followed Lu Lingzhou through half of the old street, watching the lights on the other side's corridor before turning back home.
The diary is filled with unsigned thoughts, and the corners of the draft paper are filled with names that have been traced countless times.
Others only regarded them as ordinary classmates and friends, and no one could see through his turbulent preference hidden under his cold appearance.
Cowardice trapped the young man's thoughts. He was afraid that if this window was broken, he would lose even the only chance of getting along with him. After being divided into classes, two flights of stairs separated the two of them. This secret love that no one knew about was properly included in the summer when he was seventeen years old.
Reunited after many years, the evening breeze faded away the cramped youth.
The secrets buried deep in his heart were finally revealed, and it was only when Lin was leaving that he realized that the heartbeat he dared not express when he was seventeen was never a one-man show for him.
Intention: Those who belong to their hearts will eventually win their love.
