The chirping of the parasol trees and cicadas in Nancheng in midsummer hides the secret love between Lin Yu and Su Wan that no one knows about.
In the summer of the first year of high school, the cool and taciturn academic god and the gentle and shy girl became roommates. The hot classrooms, mottled tree shadows, and old bookstores deep in the old streets piece together their cleanest and gentlest youth. We lowered our heads to talk about topics during class, held an umbrella together on a rainy night, quietly handed candies during evening self-study, and walked side by side in the long alley in the evening breeze. Countless little pieces of tenderness are stacked together, making two young hearts quietly approach each other, preferring each other, and knowing each other tacitly.
But the young one likes her most passionately and most timidly.
Lin Yu was born in a repressed native family, and was accustomed to being silent and tolerant, and could only hide his heartbeat in the corner of his eyes and silent waiting; Su Wan was sensitive and shy, with a sense of humility and uneasiness, and she was full of joy and never dared to express it easily.
After two full years of ambiguous love, there were countless moments on the verge of confession, only to be interrupted again and again by timidity, academic pressure, and the unknown future. They understood the exception in each other's eyes, but they still couldn't take the last step.
The senior year of high school has come to an end, and midsummer has come to a hasty end. The two of them had different paths. Lin Yu traveled thousands of miles to study and traveled to the vast mountains and seas. Su Wan stayed in his hometown in the small town and returned to the ordinary fireworks. There was no dispute, no breakup, no one did anything wrong, but time waits for no one, and without saying goodbye, it became a distant parting.
For four years, mountains and seas blocked us, and there was no news year after year. The two people who once talked about everything eventually became the silent old people in the list.
Many years later, Lin Yu returned to his hometown, walked the old streets again, and opened an old letter that had been dusty for many years in a familiar bookstore. He finally realized that that summer, the girl had spent her entire youth silently waiting for him without results.
The wind stops when it meets the mountains, and the boat stops when it reaches the shore. The evening breeze can send old letters, but they can never be sent back, that midsummer when the eyes were full of each other.
Concept: The biggest regret of youth is never a bloody misunderstanding, but the timid silence of youth, the heartbeat at the right time, and the helpless miss.