Meeting at the age of 16, parting at the age of 17. It was fate that played a big joke on them and turned them into a joke. Ten years later, Zhang Qingchi still sometimes thinks back to the man with a smile and crooked eyebrows under the sycamore tree, who called him Qingchi tenderly.
Chen Jinyu had a dream, dreaming about the midsummer when he was 16 years old. The young man with a cold temperament came to him step by step under the scorching summer sun and said to him, long time no see, you shouldn't leave me. . . . .
Midsummer will come again, we have more to come
Intention: Two academic masters meet at the top and join forces.