I've moved platforms, to Fanqie. Time is the wealth of change. A clock imitates it, but only change itself can capture it. The years have flown by in an instant, yet Cheng Xicen still can't forget the boy from Xicheng No. 1 High School, who would come to explain problems to her as soon as class ended, his arms wrapped around her.
Where did her youth hide? Cheng Xicen thinks it must be in the boy named Lai Shu.
"Cen Cen, look how beautiful these sparklers are. But what's even more beautiful is you, reflected in their light, in my eyes."
"Cen Cen, we've been sorted into different classes. I'm Lai Shu from Class 12. I look forward to working with you."
"Lai Shu, like moths drawn to a flame, our paths converged, but the gap between us was more than just distance."
The apricot trees in Xicheng blossom and bear fruit year after year. But the boy waiting for the girl has gone far, far away.
I don't know if you'll have a youth that leaves an indelible mark on your heart, but I hope none of us become cowards who hide in the background, afraid to speak up.
So am I only a supporting character to you?, Cheng Xicen
(The first sentence quotes Rabindranath Tagore.)
Theme: Youth is both beautiful and bittersweet.
Changing platforms, Tomato?