The midsummer wind blew through the camphor branches and leaves, and young Jing Shuo was like a beam of warm sparks, crashing into the quiet world of early summer.
She used to huddle alone in the corner by the window, hiding her emotions in her eyes, feeling distant and sensitive.
He is the young man with his own light in the crowd, reckless and sincere, and he gradually removes the mist around her.
It turns out that in the long and lonely youth, there is always someone willing to be your glimmer of light and accompany you through the chaotic middle school years.
Concept: The most touching youth is always the tenderness hidden in the trivial companionship
