In the first semester of high school, transfer student Jiang Han stepped into the classroom of Class 14 of Yuncheng No. 1 Middle School, and gradually got closer to Ling Hao and several peers, becoming inseparable partners.
The fate that I thought was broken when I was young is now connected again.
As time passed quietly between laughter and silence, Jiang Han discovered that as long as he stayed by Ling Hao's side, there would be an unspeakable ripple in his heart. In the world of the teenagers, there are clear skies and sudden storms. They support each other across the ravine, lose their childishness in the stumbling, and slowly stand firm. Those tacit understandings and unspoken concerns hidden in the eyes were quietly entangled like vines, tightly intertwining the paths of the two of them. When they reached the end of the road, neither of them let go of their holding hands first.
When the chirping of cicadas filled the window sill in midsummer, the wind blew the answer and opened our eyes to look at each other.
Intention: Study hard