There are two households upstairs and downstairs among old residents in the county. A youthful bond spanning ten years began in the second grade. A family accident happened when the boy was young. He was huddled in a pile of cardboard boxes in the corridor, filled with grievances. She took him home, and a hot meal relieved his current embarrassment. The epidemic has been under lockdown for more than a month, and the four-cup rice cooker is filled with a family's quiet tolerance and warmth.
He secretly fell in love in the second grade of junior high school. He has always been taciturn and reserved, waiting silently to hide his love. She is slow-tempered, and after experiencing changes in friends and emotional depression, she slowly reflects on herself, and finally distinguishes dependence and heartbeat. As they prepare for the senior high school exam, the two have a tacit understanding, and they interact with each other tacitly even in trivial matters.
The college entrance examination was over and the cicadas were noisily chirping. Two bottles of still water were waiting beside the flower bed. She confessed that she was going to Nanjing, and he agreed softly. There is no explicit confession in the whole text, and all the thoughts that have lasted for ten years are hidden in acquiescence, and the days and nights from now on are left as a side story to slowly unfold.
Purpose: For me, tears growing up are not cowardice, they are the catharsis of emotions, and they are the nutrients to grow into a lush and strong tree.