Seventeen-year-old Xia Feng swept through the playground field, and Jiang Jing caught sight of He Ye among the crowds of people.
She used to live a leisurely life, huddled in an inconspicuous corner, with low self-esteem and cowardice, and was the most ordinary one among the crowd. After meeting him, he hid his heartbeat of looking at each other from afar into a mountain of exercise books.
He Ye is gentle and courteous in his treatment of others, with just the right amount of propriety. His kindness is an innate upbringing and has never been his preference. Jiang Jing could see clearly, but she still couldn't help but chase forward step by step, trying to get closer to the light that didn't belong to her.
The days of my senior year in high school were boring and long. I had to grind my pen tip across countless sheets of draft paper and endure countless quiet evening self-study sessions. Relying on a silent secret love, she forced her mediocre self to move forward slowly and break free bit by bit from the mud that trapped her.
There were no intrigues or misunderstandings. Boys and girls all retain their own kindness and decency. Accompanied by childhood sweethearts and classmates day and night, the fate between people is divided into priorities and fits.
Later, the wind blew into the wilderness and rushed to its own destination. He Ye walked towards the people who were walking in step with him.
Jiang Jing stopped running. She was not hysterical or resentful. She just put all her youthful thoughts into the summer when she was seventeen.
The wind stopped in the wilderness, and she stopped in the unspoken regret.
No villains in all members/First-person heroine/Realistic crush be slowly growing up/Campus youth/One-way running
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