When will those emotions buried deep in my heart be revealed to the light of day?
Years later, when I look back at your silence, I understand the struggle in my heart.
Chen Qiubai imagined that in his high school life, he would have a wonderful encounter with a girl on campus, and then start a hazy and green love.
After a day of classes, I hold a basketball and walk side by side with the girls under the street lights, casually chatting about trivial matters, and say good night to each other on social media after returning home.
It's how it's done in TV dramas.
But the fact is that the overwhelming number of test papers and a thick volume of school rules and regulations severely shattered his illusions on the day of reporting.
Chen Qiubai was a little depressed after getting up early every day to work hard. Students from different junior high schools had become familiar with each other and quickly developed a small group. He was still in the dark and didn't know what class to attend.
Chen Qiubai, who had barely adapted to his schedule before the monthly exams, finally summoned up the energy to observe the classmates around him, and unconsciously joined in the fun and eavesdropped on the gossip.
After adding the confession wall of No. 4 Middle School, he saw familiar names.
At the art festival that only high school freshmen and sophomores participated in every year, Chen Qiubai came face to face with the girl again.
She still hides a hint of restraint in her cheerfulness, and she gently accepts everything others treat her, whether malicious or kind.
Chen Qiubai doesn't like this kind of person.
In other words, I liked it before, but I don't like it now.
Many years later, during a faint chirp of cicadas, Chen Qiubai finally understood her metaphor.
So what?
So be it.
Intent: Cicadas chirp for a long time
