Introduction to the work
In the midsummer when I was seventeen years old, the cicadas were chirping noisily and the evening breeze was gentle.
At that time, Xia Zhihe was quiet and timid, hiding a heartbeat that he dared not express, and carefully looked at the dazzling young man Lu Zhaoye in the crowd.
No one knows that this secret love is never a one-man show.
The young man's hidden preference, his quiet pursuit, and his blatant favoritism are all hidden in the afterglow of midsummer. His heart beats in both directions, and it is secretly hot.
They looked at each other across the desks and through the trials of youth, thinking that after surviving the boring senior high school entrance examination, they would be able to embrace each other openly and wait for the years that belong to them.
But the wind in midsummer is the gentlest and cruelest.
Best friends pretend to be together, secretly sow discord, malicious speculations, deliberate alienation, and endless misunderstandings, bit by bit, crush the hot love between the two teenagers.
In the midsummer when the college entrance examination comes to an end, there is no confession, no rush, and no long future.
Years of accumulated depression and collapse completely collapsed, and the girl stopped in the midsummer of seventeen, forever remaining in that fiery and broken youth.
Later, as the years passed, it was summer every year.
Lu Zhaoye has become a top pianist who has attracted much attention. Standing in the spotlight, he has gained both fame and fortune and is shining brightly.
But no one knew that the rest of his life would be filled with endless desolation and regret.
He won his studies, his future, and everyone's expectations, but he lost his summer forever and his only preference.
Years of longing have turned into a stubborn disease, and endless regrets have trapped me for the rest of my life.
In the end, he swallowed a belly full of medicine and rushed to a belated reunion. The girl who followed him slept forever in countless deserted summers.
That midsummer wind blew, and love set fire to a prairie fire;
Later, the wind stopped and the summer ended, and there was no more you or me.
Concept: The love of youth is pure and fragile, and the regrets of youth will never be resolved. Some encounters start with the wonder of midsummer and end with the end of midsummer. The most painful regret in the world is that two-way love is torn apart by the world and malice. Year after year, there is only endless longing and irredeemable regret.