The corridors of the second year of Yuying Middle School were filled with noisy evening breeze, and ten teenagers walked together through the sweltering summer and the freezing cold winter.
Zhang Guiyuan silently guarded his unspoken feelings for Zhang Hanrui; Zuo Qihan always loved to fight with Yang Bowen, hiding his unique preference; Wang Junxi habitually protected Chen Junming, tenderly day after day; Nie Weichen and Chen Sihan shared a pair of headphones and agreed not to leave each other behind; Li Jiasen and Zhang Yiran showed their youthful spirit on the court.
The desks, the sunset, the soda in the canteen, and the lights of evening self-study constitute their most passionate and complete youth.
The teenagers thought that there would be no end to their companionship day and night, and that there would always be a chance to reveal their unspoken feelings.
But growth is a journey that keeps bifurcating.
When midsummer comes to an end and the evening breeze picks up again, I suddenly realize that some people can only walk a certain distance together.
The joy and timidity hidden on campus eventually turned into an undeliverable letter sent to the old days.
Intention: Meeting has its own expiration date, regret is also the unique romance of youth, and the past days and nights are always worth cherishing.