"The first encounter between peppermint and jasmine, the unspoken heartbeat in the rainstorm, are the jet lag left to us by youth."
The wind in Hong Kong City No. 1 Middle School carried the scent of mint, disturbing Zhou Jianing's seventeenth year.
The names listed side by side on the class table, the candy wrappers that couldn't be hidden in the math notes, the shoulders tilted when holding an umbrella in the heavy rain - she thought that her encounter with Chen Ye was destined. He is the monitor who is rational first, and his eyes are filled with moonlight like a deep pool; she is a girl who writes dreams, and draws tracks of her thoughts on the draft paper.
"He taught her to prove formulas and theorems, and she taught him to solve existential propositions."
But young love always coexists with regret. He gave up the competition to choose philosophy, and she tore up the press release and asked "Why is there no me in your world?" The postponement of the college entrance examination during the epidemic, the opposite opinions on the application list, the wet manuscripts when breaking up... Those unfinished hugs and "My Secret" in the playlist have become the jet lag across the years.
"Years later, she wrote her diary as "Jet Lag", and he stood in the corner of the book signing, holding the cup of Bobo milk tea tightly."
The rain in Hong Kong City still smells of mint, and the smell of jasmine on the clothesline reconstructs the scene of the first encounter.
Can they find the unfinished heartbeat of the seventeen-year-old in the misplaced time and space?
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"Youth is eternally fresh amber, and we are all planets trapped in jet lag."
Secret love comes true｜Confrontation between rationality and romance｜BE aesthetics｜A broken mirror is hard to reconcile
Concept: Existence is light, grow freely
