At the beginning of the first year of high school, Chen Yiheng, who was admitted to Yuying Middle School in third place in the city, became roommates with Zhang Guiyuan, who was first in the city in the high school entrance examination and transferred from another school.
Zhang Guiyuan is taciturn and a loner, and everyone thinks he is cold and difficult to approach. Chen Yiheng, on the other hand, is quiet and reserved, and is used to hiding his emotions in his heart. When two people sit together like this, they should be two parallel lines that have no intersection.
But starting from the hand that fell on option C in English class, from the chalk dust that flew away during duty, from the phrase "I won't leave you far behind" under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, from the phrase "don't stop" on the 1,500-meter track - the distance between them was shortened little by little by being side by side and seen again and again.
Autumn in Yuying Middle School is very long, and the sweet-scented osmanthus blooms and falls. Sports games, exams, daily duty and evening self-study, these ordinary high school moments, hide one person's cautious gaze on another person, and also hide the tenderness of one person being quietly included in the world by another person.
This is not a vigorous confession, but a quiet approach. Like the autumn sunshine, it's not hot, but it's so warm that people can't bear to avoid it.
Intention: "In the silent youth, I recognized your loneliness; on the long runway, you became my only direction. Not because I have nowhere to go, but because - I just want to go to you."
——I just like you, impartially, it just happens to be you.