I am seventeen-year-old Wen Yao, and I fall in love with a boy named Xie Chiye.
He was free and easy, as if nothing could bring him down.
At that time, I was always used to standing behind the crowd and keeping that feeling in my heart.
I looked at Xie Chiye from a distance and saw him surrounded by noise and applause.
I thought this silent gaze would be buried forever in the summer of youth.
But I didn't expect that after many years of reunion, things would turn around.
The young man who was looked up to by countless people back then turned around and walked towards me seriously.
Intention: Stop looking up, we love each other equally