Shen Zhiwan's world is small. It's as small as a desk and a corner window sill, and you can swallow the words you say as soon as you say them. She was used to eating alone, and was used to hiding her likes so much that she almost forgot about them.
When she was in fourth grade, Xu Qingyan handed over her umbrella, pulled her schoolbag back from others, and said, "You will eat with me from now on" as if it was a normal thing.
One is quiet and one is bright. One puts his thoughts into his actions, and the other puts his preferences into his life. Half a piece of rubber, an umbrella on rainy days, fingertips to warm hands on winter nights - they have walked the same path for ten years.
On the river embankment after the high school entrance examination, the evening breeze gently blew out the three years she had not spoken about. On the tenth anniversary, they returned to the window of the original classroom and looked back, seeing ten neat years behind them.
Ten years of acquaintance, six years of companionship, and four years of passionate love. Youth comes to an end, but love continues - after ten years of knowing it, it will finally be complete.
Concept: Warm healing that goes both ways in ignorant youth