In the autumn when he was seventeen years old, Ji He was thrown into a small town. Yongcheng is so small that even the paint on the stop sign was peeled off and no one repaired it. She rented a house in an alley. There was a loquat tree outside the window, which was planted when her father was still alive.
When her senior year of high school started, she sat in front of Liang Xu. Liang Xu is the kind of person whose name you don't need to know. When he walks down the corridor, others will automatically give way.
He kicked her chair, and she turned around; he stretched his leg to block the aisle, and she stepped on it; he poured a glass of soy milk on her, and she wiped it off with her sleeves, then walked back to her seat and continued her homework.
Later, there were some very small things between them. A candy, a note, a coat. During his senior year of high school, there were several frosts, and all the sycamore leaves fell. Ji He left Yongcheng without telling anyone.
She stayed in the South for seven years. Take care of your sick mother, pay your debts, and stay alive. He was also searching for her, once a month for seven years, like something that had become inertia over time.
In late autumn of the seventh year, she returned to Yongcheng. Unable to sleep at night, she posted on a forum where no one knew her: "The winter here is colder than in the south. But loquat trees can survive."
He found the post, checked the IP address, and went downstairs to her. The first thing he said under the street lamp was: "You have lost weight."
Seven years later, three words.
The loquat tree is still there. Some people walked far away and came back, not because they remembered the way, but because someone had been standing under the tree waiting. Like loquat, it is sour when you pick it, but it slowly becomes sweet when you swallow it.
This is the story of two people who were scratched by life and met each other again and again in a dusty small town.
Concept: "A Green Fruit" is about: People who are scratched by fate learn not to make choices for each other while waiting. Sourness is the only way to go, and sweetness is the gift of time to the brave.
