Everyone in Nancheng No. 1 Middle School knows Jianghuai.
Number one in grade, gold medal in competitions, teacher's favorite, and unattainable academic god in the eyes of classmates. He is silent, cold, and solitary, like a moon hanging above everyone's head.
No one knew that Jiang Huai would climb over the wall late at night and go to the playground to stand in a daze.
Except Fu Yueli.
She is at the bottom of her grade, a scumbag who the teacher shakes her head at, and a heartless and poor student in the eyes of her classmates. She walked out of the dormitory every night and stayed under the wall, just to quietly hand Jianghuai a can of iced Coke when she returned from climbing over the wall.
She thought he would never find out.
Until that summer night, Jiang Huai jumped down from the wall and landed accurately in front of her.
"Fu Yueli," he looked down at her, his voice as light as the wind, "next time when you hand out a Coke, don't shake your hands."
Since then, this cautious secret love has echoes.
From the wall to the library, from Nancheng to Beijing, from school uniforms to wedding dresses. He circled her wrong questions in red pen, and she grasped his fear with her palm. He is the light that she desperately chases, and she is the only wind that blows in his darkness.
"Waiting for the wind to come" - it is the seventeen-year-old Fu Yueli looking up at the moon under the wall, and it is also the lonely boy who finally waits for the wind that blows away the haze.
Purpose: Every sensitive person with low self-esteem deserves to be seen with tenderness. Every underappreciated young man has the possibility of making a comeback.