In midsummer when cicadas are chirping noisily, the layers of camphor leaves cover the high school campus in a floating green shade.
Lin Zhixia and He Zhengyan are childhood sweethearts who grew up together.
She has a quiet and introverted personality and is accustomed to shrinking in the corners of the crowd. For a long time, her life has only consisted of books, test papers, and the boy who grew up with her.
He Zhengyan is a boy who attracts much attention on campus. He has an outstanding appearance and a cold and distant temperament, like a long wind that comes and goes freely, surrounded by the eyes of countless people. But beneath the glamorous appearance, there was desolation and scars hidden in his heart that others could not see.
Although they had grown up together, Lin Zhixia secretly felt an unspeakable affection for He Zhengyan.
During countless recess periods, after school at dusk, and in the noisy playground, she couldn't help but look in his direction. She didn't dare to express this concern, so she could only carefully hide it in her diary, hiding it in the fleeting moment of raising her eyes, turning it into a long and silent secret love.
She watched from a distance, silently caring, and without even noticing, she moved closer to him little by little.
The love of young people is clumsy yet sincere, and Lin Zhixia's tenderness is like the evening breeze, gently caressing He Zhengyan's gloomy world, becoming a weak but firm light shining into his gloomy life.
Youth is like a long, whistling wind, blowing through the desks, blowing through the corridors, blowing through the worries and worries hidden in the hearts of the two boys and girls.
Lin Zhixia spent all the time and waited quietly with a heart that no one knew.
I originally thought that this secret love would only be buried in the summer when I was seventeen, but fate made the two people who had been together for many years slowly run towards each other.
He was saved by her tenderness, and the long secret love she had buried for many years finally came to fruition.
I have been going through the long winds in this world, going round and round, but fortunately, I finally met you.
Intention: Study hard!
