This is a chronicle of youthful secret love hidden in the midsummer and early winter of Rongcheng. Transfer student Ye Zhi met Shen Yixuan's careless gaze in the noisy classroom on the afternoon of the second day of junior high school. The golden light on the young man's hair and the wantonness with which he turned his pen made the seeds of secret love quietly sprout in the chirping of cicadas.
In the days when we became tablemates, it was the tip of the pen tapping the draft paper, the casual touch on the edge of the table, the silent gift of the starry sky ink pen, the winking banter from my best friends, and the thoughtful words hidden in the corners of the draft paper. The flashlights shining together under the moonlight and the time falling between the sycamore leaves have become the unique chaos of war for girls.
But the heartbeat of youth is often accompanied by unexpected coldness. In the early winter rain, pink umbrellas and black umbrellas stand side by side, so that the feelings that sprouted in midsummer cannot withstand the coolness of the season. The story includes the soap scent of the school uniform, the unspoken gratitude, the warmth hidden in the scarf, as well as the sourness of a fruitless crush and the sadness of growing up. It tells the purest heartbeats and regrets of young people and girls, and recreates the cautious and sparkling youth in everyone's memory.
Passionate male god × timid and cowardly girl
Intention: successful