The camphor in September shattered the afternoon sunshine. In the noisy high school classroom, Jiang Ze, who was undisciplined and unruly, met the cold and stubborn Su Wanting.
It was just a casual look at each other, and the late summer evening breeze quietly stopped at that moment.
There is no vigorous confession, only the young man's heartbeat hidden in the corner of his eye, the distance between the desks, the sound of cicadas chirping and books being turned.
Those ignorant and trivial joys were left in the hot years of youth and became the tender old times that we recalled again and again in the future.
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