The Night Breeze Does Not Cross the Love of Young People

People all over the world say that young people have the lightest heartbeats and will be blown away by the wind. But my secret love, which started in the middle of summer, has been in my heart for years and years. It has not been able to save him, nor can it save me. In the eyes of everyone, Su Zhiyu is a docile and well-behaved top student. He lives a clean and pure life, and has a bright and open future. He follows a stable and regular life trajectory day after day. Her world only consists of books and studies. It is so clean that it is not stained by the hustle and bustle of the market. She is ignorant and pure. And Lu Jin is the most unruly young man in the street. He dropped out of school at a young age and wandered around the streets. He was unruly and unruly, with a cold and ruthless aura that kept strangers away from him. He lived a life completely different from hers. The two shops are only one store apart, but they are two completely different lives in the streets. In the midsummer of seventeen years old, Su Zhiyu's heart was filled with despair after an accidental look at each other. She hid her heartfelt feelings and used her eyes as companion, quietly staring at her day after day, hiding all the tenderness, cowardice and loneliness of her youth into this secret love that no one knew about. The accumulation of tiny bits of tenderness covered her entire youth. He has a clear mind and has already understood her clumsy but sincere preference. He knows it all in his heart, but he always restrains it step by step. The disparity in life trajectories and the unreachable future made him dare not respond or get close. In the end, he could only choose to deliberately distance himself and push away the little girl who had eyes for him. She is naive and stubborn, thinking that getting along slowly will lead to a happy ending. He was sober and restrained, knowing that he had no future and could only end it with his own hands in advance. Midsummer will eventually come to an end, and the evening breeze will eventually become cold. Later, she lost her youth and rushed to her own starlight. The road ahead was full of flowers. He stayed behind in the old streets and alleys, guarding the fireworks and unknown memories, nostalgic for the past year after year. It turns out that the most painful regret of youth is never that we have never met, but that we know the joy in both directions, and in the end we can only miss each other and part ways year after year. Concept: Youthful secret love is sincere and moving, but the reality gap is difficult to bridge. Not two people can stay together if they know each other's feelings. Regret is the normal state of youth. People will eventually have to go to their own different lives.