"Jiang Shen, why do you think the moon always follows us?"
"Because its orbital period is synchronized with the Earth's rotation."
"... You really have no romantic ability."
"But you're right, it does keep following."
That summer, all her unspoken thoughts were hidden in the chirping of cicadas.
Only later did Wen Nianlu understand that secret love is a person's chaos, the beating of his heart when his eyes chase his back, the indifference of pretending to be nonchalant when passing by, and the childish words written and deleted in the diary.
She had spent countless afternoons looking at the swaying shadows of trees outside the window, thinking about the silent boy sitting in the corner.
He was like a closed book, and she didn't even have the courage to open the first page.
——It turns out that the most sour thing is not that the secret love failed, but when I finally looked at you, I realized that you had been watching me for a long time, but like me, you said nothing.
Concept: Wanton youth with a little embarrassment