Wen Tingxia has lived in Wutong Alley since she was a child. In her third year of junior high school, when she came home from school, she saw the familiar alley entrance filled with golden sunshine, with the shadows of the parasol trees falling on both sides. A young man wearing a blue and white school uniform rode a bicycle through the alley, rolling up fallen leaves, and the books in her arms fell.
He stopped when he heard the sound, and when the book was handed over, she saw his face clearly, and his clear voice: "Third year of junior high school? Come on for the high school entrance exam.
That day, the parasol trees were luxuriant and the sun was shining brightly.
Later she found out that it was the uniform of Wucheng No. 1 Middle School, and he was the top scorer in the last high school entrance examination——
Wei Qingshu.
She began to work hard, thinking that Wen Tingxia, who could only get into Puguo High School at most, received the admission notice from Wucheng No. 1 Middle School that summer.
After entering high school, everyone knew that Wei Qingshu was dazzling, and she only dared to hide her love in her heart, but she learned that his aunt lived near the Wen family.
His private tutoring, flamboyant smiles, and increasingly familiar relationships all came to an abrupt end when he went abroad.
They lost contact, and the abandoned phone number became Wen Tingxia's diary. The only thing that didn't stop was her six-year secret love.
During her sophomore year, a friend sent a message: "Wei Qingshu has returned to China. "
The next time we met was at a university lecture, she was the audience, and he was a young and famous technological upstart, his red eyes hidden in the crowd.
They are like a chasm across the sky again.
During the three years Wei Qingshu lived in the United States, he kept a clean mind. His entrepreneurial partners had never heard a girl's name from his mouth, until one day when he was talking to his family on the phone, he mentioned a person in a soft tone - Wen Tingxia.
In the past three years, he would always think of the girl in Wutong Lane, her red face, her eyes that dodge every time, and the Wutong tree swaying slightly in the sun.
After meeting again, Wei Qingshu quickly discovered his feelings for her and patiently lured her in step by step until he closed the net.
On the day of moving, Wei Qingshu found an old box in the utility room of his home.
There are more than a thousand letters in it, the sycamore leaf bookmark he sent, and something that shines in the sun.
It's a school badge pinned to the chest. It says Wei Qingshu, Class 1, Grade 1, Wucheng No. 1 Middle School——
It was the school badge he accidentally dropped when they first met.
Wei Qingshu——My name is a love letter written for you.
Purpose: Love life
