In the Wutong wind in the early autumn of the first year of high school, Wen Qiaoxu was enthusiastic and open-minded, and he noticed the quiet and distant Jiang Xuhe at a glance.
He really wanted to get closer and took the initiative to talk awkwardly and straightforwardly.
But in the eyes of the sensitive and reserved Jiang Xuhe, this ease of familiarity was just like a habitual flirtation.
One glance of prejudice and a lifetime of foreshadowing.
Young self-esteem stands between the two of them, he doesn't understand her defenses, and she doesn't believe his sincerity.
We sit at the same table day and night and are with each other year after year, but there is always an indescribable gap and misunderstanding between them.
The gentle and steady Xia Zhixu is always by his side, and is the most reassuring distance for Jiang Xuhe.
But Wen Qiaoxu's unreserved passion would only make her retreat step by step.
Throughout their youth, they pulled, tested, stalemate, and missed.
All the unspoken explanations and the heartbeats that I didn't dare to reveal were all buried in the midsummer wind by the young man's arrogance.
That year they failed to resolve their misunderstanding and hurriedly separated.
There is only a regret that spans youth, dormant for many years, waiting for a stormy reunion in adulthood.
Concept: Many youthful regrets are caused not by the gap in reality, but by the fact that young people do not know how to be honest. Language can cross the clouds and radio, but back then they could not cross the wall of silence in their hearts.
