Chen Yu x Lin Mixing
Lin Wanxing, a quiet and transparent person in the school, has a little secret that no one knows: every evening during self-study class, when he looks out the window at the sunset, he is actually peeking at Chen Yu, the grade-level genius in the last row.
She plucked up the courage to approach, but she was anxious to test him, thinking that she was just a suitor looking up from afar.
Little did she know that the cold and taciturn young man had already broken the alienation for her: he took the initiative to talk to her, wrote detailed notes on wrong questions by hand, waited at a fixed point for duty, and extended his tenderness through orange soda, waiting quietly for her to muster up the courage to go.
When the sunset covered the mountains and fields, and the mountain breeze was the witness, the young man confessed his heart: I was moved earlier than you.
Summer comes to an end with the chirping of cicadas, love continues year after year, and the sunset often returns. I will always prefer you.
Intention: intention
The current time is: 2026-07-17 00:29
The old-fashioned ceiling fan squeaked and turned overhead. I sat facing the manuscript paper for three full hours, and the tip of my pen made a faint dot of ink on the paper. The warm lamp of the wonton stall was still on in the alley outside the window, and the aroma of green onions drifted in in the wind, suddenly breaking away the thoughts that had been blocked for a long time.
I originally wanted to write an article praising the rapid development of the city, but now I suddenly understand that the most moving idea is never the cold growth numbers, it is the supper lamp that is still on in the early morning, the hot soup in the hands of passers-by, and the little fireworks that are always left for ordinary people to settle down in the fast-moving city. The pen tip finally came down, and the first line of words was written extremely steadily.