The September wind blew the broken leaves of the sycamore tree, and the midday sun cut a corridor of alternating light and dark.
Shen Qingyan stood by the window sill holding the cello case, intending to avoid the noise that had nothing to do with him.
Later, Jiang Xuye appeared. He didn't curse or take action. He just bent down and picked up the scattered exercise books one by one.
That was the first time Shen Qingyan remembered his name.
No one can say at what moment what happened next.
Maybe it was the book of poetry he handed over in the used bookstore, maybe it was the extra cup of red date soy milk on the desk, maybe it was the fact that when he squatted in front of the crack in the tree root to measure the height of the seedling, Shen Qingyan's knee was half an inch away from his knee.
He drew a tree in his notebook, and it took him nearly a year to complete the main branch on the right.
Later the tree waited for its new branches.
The passionate bond between Shen Qingyan and Jiang Xuye when they were young was torn apart by real life. After eight years of separation, they finally met again after going round and round.
Concept: The unexpected tenderness in youth brings two people who would never have crossed paths together slowly and become each other's light.
Cool school bully × arrogant school bully | Wutong leaves·annual rings·eight years of waiting
Intention: The unexpected tenderness in youth brings two people who would never have crossed paths to slowly get closer and become each other's light.