On a midsummer afternoon when cicadas were chirping noisily, starting from the desk by the window in the third grade of junior high school, a young man with the smell of cold brew mint quietly lived in Shen Muli's calm heart.
The new deskmate Xu Yiheng is cold and distant, with a sense of distance that keeps strangers away from him. He treats others politely but always maintains a sense of proportion. In the eyes of outsiders, he is cold and taciturn and doesn't like to get close to anyone. No one knows that his seemingly indifferent eyes hide the most secret tenderness. His peripheral vision always falls on the gentle and quiet Shen Muli next to him over and over again.
The boy's heart is deeply moved, the girl's secret love, a grand and cautious two-way secret love quietly begins in the hot summer.
The time spent at the desk together day and night is filled with countless tiny heartbeats. The hurriedly dodging glances, the quietly approaching pen tips, and the secret gazes on each other through looking out the window. The two of them carefully hide their hot love in their hearts, timidly and cherishing it, for fear that a confession will break the just and stable distance.
They survived the boring and tense high school entrance examination side by side, and went to the same key high school hand in hand. Even though the classes are separated by a corner, the love deep in my heart never fades. The hurried pass in the corridor, the chance encounter in the library, the distant silhouettes of each other on the way to school, every encounter makes the joy in my heart quietly spread and grow.
Years pass by, year by year. Along the way from Qingse High School to Wenwen University, the distance between the two gradually narrowed, and they got along more and more frequently. Those heartbeats that have been hidden for several years and never expressed to the public, have survived countless sleepless midsummer nights, spanned the long youth time, gone round and round, and finally ushered in a gentle and complete two-way rush.
Intention: Taking the long youth as the preface, writing about a secret love hidden in the depths of the years, going around and around in both directions, and the love lives up to the enthusiasm of youth.