Autumn comes very lightly, like an unspoken love.
The liquidambar tree outside the teaching building was crushed by the wind, and its red branches fell on the ground covered with light blue twilight. Zhu Yuhao was standing under the maple tree, the corner of his school uniform was slightly curved by the wind, and the light fell on the side of his face, as quiet as an island that would never come near.
Qi Duwan stood at the end of the corridor with his book in his arms, looking at the red maple falling on his shoulder from a short distance away. She had counted such moments countless times, the speed at which maple leaves fell, and the frequency with which he lowered his head to write, but she had never counted how long she had hidden her heartbeat.
The wind carried the coolness of autumn, and also carried the words she dared not say.
Some people say that autumn is suitable for encounters and farewells.
She didn't understand it at that time, but she liked it a little bit, and the ending was written from the beginning - like after the fog cleared, after the maple fell, she looked in his direction, only full of confusion, no one knew, and no one responded.
Good luck to the island and pray for a good night
One is wished to land safely, and the other is expected to cross the sea in the heart.
Between them, there was a whole autumn, and a grand secret love that would never be heard.
Concept: Secret love is a grand one-man show, the heartbeat begins with Qiu Feng, regret comes from distance, love is only hidden in the eyes, and there is never a two-way response.