Xu Qin first had an impression of Chen Yiran during an evening self-study.
The middle school in this small southern city often encounters power outages, and each blackout can cause great commotion. The sky darkened very quickly that day, and dark blue and black intertwined like ink being spilled on the horizon. The campus was dark, and the classroom was too dull. A few classmates were scattered around, writing in exercise books under the dim light of the desk lamp. Xu Qin couldn't help but walk to the door, wanting to get some air. Chen Yiran appeared at this moment, walking slowly towards the class door with his schoolbag slung across his body.
"Hey, is there another power outage?"
Xu Qin looked at him, "Yes, the teacher hasn't come yet."
"That's great. If I don't run away now, I'll wait until later."
Xu Qin looked at Chen Yiran who turned around and ran away before he finished speaking, dumbfounded. At that time, Xu Qin would never have thought that this boy would become all her expectations in the near future. He was like a gust of wind that struck into her heart, and from then on, everything revived.
Seventeen-year-old Xu Qin didn't understand love. She only knew that after meeting him, the softest place in her heart became his property.
Purpose: To pay tribute to the youth that shines in memories