The wind of midsummer is wrapped in the irritating heat, and a girl's secret love for others sprouts.
What is destiny and what is no destiny?
I was assigned to another class again and again, but I was in the same class with you three times. This is fate, right?
But I watched you change girlfriends one after another. Maybe, this is just no chance.
I always believe that I am lucky. I have seen you shy and ignorant in junior high school, and I have seen you open and cheerful in high school. I just don't know if I will be lucky enough to see you in the future...
Lu Qinning wrote in her high school graduation message:
Zhou Xubai, I like you, starting from the midsummer wind, and now I want to end with this midsummer wind.
Intention: secret love