Cold and aloof, first in grade/gentle and careful, second in grade
Amidst the chirping of cicadas in midsummer, there are always two figures standing in front of the red list of the city's key middle school. Lin Sui will always be like a flower on the high mountain. His cold eyes sweep over the top of the report card, isolating all envy; while Shen Wanning quietly writes annotations on the second place with a gentle smile, occasionally looking up at Lin Sui's side face, with careful tenderness hidden in his eyes. They shared the music on their headphones in the library, and squeezed under the same umbrella back to the dormitory on a rainy day. The secret feelings hidden in the exercise books and wrong question books quietly grew while studying side by side day after day...
Concept: The Fall of the Flower of the High Mountains