The summer with the noisy chirping of cicadas lasted throughout Xia Zhi's entire seventeenth year. The leaves of the sycamore tree were rustled by the hot wind, and the ice-cold orange soda in the freezer of the canteen was filled with fine drops of water, which pieced together the thoughts she had hidden throughout her youth. From that hasty encounter under the sycamore tree at the beginning of her first year of high school, young Shen Xia has become the light she is always chasing in her sight.
Shen Xia has a gentle and dazzling personality and ranks among the best in her grades. The way her shirt is soaked with sweat when playing ball can always easily attract everyone's attention. However, Xia Zhi could only huddle in an inconspicuous corner, peeking at him through the cover of her textbooks, pretending to pass by his seat during class, just to hear a brief chat. She wrote her heart full of joy in the depths of her notebook and hid it in the cracks of her homework. She never dared to let anyone know this secret heartbeat.
Her best friend Lin Wan saw through her thoughts and encouraged her to confess bravely again and again, but Xia Zhi was always timid. She knew that there was an unreachable distance between herself and Shen Xia, who was attracting much attention. Later, Su Yao, who was in the same class, entered Shen Xia's world, and the sight of the two walking side by side on campus became an unforgettable thorn in Xia Zhi's heart. She watched them laughing and joking together, swallowing back the love she was about to say out loud again and again.
Three years of high school have come to an end in a hurry, and midsummer has finally come to an end. On the day of the graduation ceremony, Xia Zhi stood under the old sycamore tree and watched Shen Xia and Su Yao say goodbye. She held a note filled with heartfelt messages in her hand, but in the end she failed to hand it out. She spent her entire youth looking up to one person, and her enthusiasm never got a response. From beginning to end, it was just a one-sided pursuit.
Many years later, when Xia Zhi drank orange soda and heard the chirping of cicadas, she would always think of the seventeen-year-old boy. Shen Xia was the warmest light in the midsummer of that year, clear and bright, but always elusive. It was the tenderness that she could not grasp or obtain even when she spent her young years. That secret love that no one knew about finally left only regrets in her heart and became a memory of youth that only belonged to her, with no two-way flow.
Concept: Most of the one-way heartbeats in youth are unresponsive. The silent secret love hidden in daily life on campus is a regretful and unforgettable memory of youth for countless people. Ordinary girls look up to the dazzling young man, and it is difficult to let go of the unrequited love.