That summer the sun was blazing, and the noisy cicadas lingered on the campus.
Lin Buyu stood by the window, letting the sunlight leave mottled light and shadow on his hands. The boy playing basketball downstairs seemed to feel something, and the basketball spun in circles in his hands.
One raised his head, the other lowered his head. The moment they looked at each other, only each other's hearts were beating.
Demining:
1. True adaptation, with artistic processing. The author is a junior high school student and writes a love story about junior high school students. Don't like to enter by mistake.
2. This article is a secret love article with an undecided ending.
3. There is no outline and poor writing style, so I rely on real life materials.
Concept: The love of youth needs to be savored slowly.
