Star Trails

Some people's heartbeats are hidden in the evening breeze and desks, and some people's growth is hidden in silence and separation. At the age of seventeen, in the middle of summer in a mountain city, the evening breeze swept across the ramp of the old city. Jiang Miyue, a reserved and introverted transfer student, bumped into Zhou Xuye, a rebellious and gentle young man. He is a wanton and dazzling boy by the window, hiding unknown sensitivity and stubbornness; she is a cautious girl from a foreign land, with long-term suppressed cowardice and softness. An unexpected first encounter on a summer night, a time spent together day and night at the same table. Three years of youth, two-way secret love, full of joy hidden in the eyes, all the heartbeats are silenced year by year. They saw through each other's weaknesses and acquiesced in each other's preference, but they were defeated by the cowardice of youth, awkward self-esteem, and youth that had no one to save them. I thought that after surviving the sea of ​​topics and mountains of books, I would be able to rush to a two-way future. But the most regrettable thing about youth is never lack of love, but rather the immaturity of the time, the instability of one's character, and the inability to control oneself under the shackles of nature. A misunderstanding without explanation, no quarrel, no bloodshed, but the two people who had a tacit understanding of each other suddenly ended up separated for five years. Five years of empty windows, a sea of ​​people walking alone. The once restrained girl lost her cowardice and grew into a new director who is calm and in control of the situation; the formerly awkward young man smoothed his edges and became a powerful actor who is gentle, transparent and empathetic. They each healed their scars and fulfilled their lives. In the years when no one was with them, they gradually grew into adults who could love others and be able to tell the truth. In the midsummer of the 28th year, we reunited on the set and the stars returned to their original positions. Across the sea of ​​​​people and time, the dusty heartbeat surges through the ground, and the regrets that have been there for many years slowly revive. The love of adults is restrained and long-lasting, a dilemma, and a gentle tug. They slowly pieced together the full picture of the misunderstanding, reconciled with their young selves, and let go of the years they had missed. It turns out that some separation is not a disappointment, but a fulfillment. It was the years of staggered fate that allowed the two immature teenagers to take root and grow in their own trajectories, and finally embraced each other as equals and met tenderly. Intention: All the youth that is never forgotten will eventually be echoed in the years.