Wait for the Wind to Come

Secret love is like a sour green fruit Hidden in the midsummer of sixteen years old Even my breathing is sweet and careful —— It is better to chase the wind than to wait for it to come. And you are the first ray of sunshine that I catch up with —— Introduction Lin Sui's sixteen years old was hidden in the back row of the classroom and peeked countless times. She looked at Chen Huaizhi's always straight back in the front row, saw the sunlight coating the tips of his hair with gold, and listened to his faint frown when he was teased as a "school boy". She felt that she was like a speck of dust stained with mud and would never fall into his world. She silently collected the scratch paper he used, imitated the problem-solving steps he wrote on the blackboard, and hid her wish to "go to the same university as him" in the wrong question book. No one knew that this girl, who always zipped her school uniform up to her chin, would deliberately fall three steps behind him during her morning jog, and would try her best to memorize the formulas he wrote before the on-duty student wiped the blackboard - until one day, she discovered that those "coincidences" had already been traced: he would take the initiative to stay with her to clean when she was on duty, would "just happen" to sit across from her when she was hiding in the corner of the library to answer questions, and would hand her a bottle of warm milk when her eyes were red because of her failure in the monthly exam. In her senior year of high school, Lin Sui cut off her long hair that covered her eyes and began to actively raise her hands in class. She no longer stared at her white sneakers, but followed his footsteps in the direction of the light. When she was finally able to sit side by side with him in the study room and firmly write down the name of the same university when filling out her application, Chen Huaizhi returned the draft book full of her name to her under the camphor tree at the graduation ceremony: "You always say that I am the wind that makes your wings flutter, but you don't know - you are the gentlest airflow that wraps my whole world." It turned out that the wind had already started blowing, and from the summer when she first stopped for him, he had been waiting for her to look up and see the tenderness hidden in her sleeves that she didn't dare to touch. "Chen Huaizhi, thank you..." On the day of the college report, Lin Sui looked at herself reflected in his eyes and finally said the words that had been hidden throughout her youth, "It made me a better person." He ruffled the ends of her hair with a smile, and his tone was as light as the cicadas chirping that summer: "No, it was you who let me know that when I like someone, I wait until she discovers that she is the most special existence worthy of being blown to the sky by the wind." —— [Foreword] I love you because you are you. I hope everyone can break the secular logic that only the best can be loved. You are very precious just because you are you. Purpose: Love others first, love yourself first