Gardenia Tears in Early Summer

Seventeen-year-old sophomore in high school, life is dull and long. Xia Zhihe has a habit of writing down in his diary the things that he doesn't want to talk to others about. Every weekend evening, she would go alone to the old neighborhood of the old city and store her diary in an old iron locker. There is a sewn sachet in her backpack all year round, containing dried gardenia flowers, which is a thought left by her grandmother. One weekend evening, twilight spread over the old street. When Xia Zhihe was storing her belongings, the gardenia sachet accidentally slipped and got stuck deep in the gap of the locker. The buckles of the old iron cabinet were rusty and she couldn't take them out no matter how hard she tried. It was getting late, the pedestrians on the old street gradually dispersed, and the surrounding area gradually became quiet. The old library next door is a place for self-study on weekends. Xie Muxun, who is in the same school, always likes to avoid the noisy crowds and come here alone to study. He has a cold and reserved personality, is silent and slow-tempered. He usually keeps to himself and seldom participates in the lively chats among his classmates. The spare maintenance tools in the library can only be accessed when he stays here at night. The evening breeze was slightly cool, and the street lamps dimmed the warm yellow light. In the quiet old street, Xia Zhihe met Xie Muxun by chance. He silently took out the tools and squatted down to help her remove the side panel of the cabinet. The moment the baffle is opened, the light and soft fragrance of dried gardenia slowly spreads. This familiar scent of flowers brought back Xie Muxun's long-lost memories. When he was a child, his grandmother's yard was filled with gardenias. After moving, he rarely smelled this kind of smell anymore. After a few words of conversation, the two said goodbye in a hurry. Since then, a faint figure and the fragrance of gardenia have quietly remained in each other's memories. In the evenings of countless weekends in the future, the two often bumped into each other inadvertently in the old street. From the polite nod of hello at the beginning, to a slow chat. The young man who looked cold and distant on the outside took off a thin layer of defense and slowly revealed the tenderness hidden under the silence. The young man's mind is quiet and restrained, without any publicity or passionate confession. He only slowly approaches and accompanies her in the evening breeze and twilight. Concept: Taking the young and reserved heartbeat of a sophomore in high school as the main line, it tells the story of two boys and girls with quiet and introverted personalities, who slowly get to know each other in the evening breeze and the fragrance of gardenia flowers in the old city. It depicts the reserved and reserved affection of adolescence, without direct and passionate confessions, but slowly getting closer in the trivial daily life, expressing that plain and gentle companionship is also the power to heal people's hearts, and pays homage to the quiet and youthful time.