The morning light penetrated the gaps in the sycamore leaves, stretching the shadows of the young people very long. Mu Chenxi always sat in the front row of the classroom, holding a pen with his cold white fingertips, rustling calculations on the draft paper. His cold temperament was like the frost and snow in winter, making people around him afraid to approach easily. Only the report card that always occupied the top position silently told his dazzlingness. Shen Mengchen, on the other hand, is like the wind on the playground, with his bronze skin shining in the sun, the basketball flying flexibly in his hands, and his wanton laughter that can penetrate the entire campus. No matter where he goes, he is the focus of the crowd.
Who would have thought that these two people with very different personalities would actually be sweethearts who grew up together. The footprints chasing each other in the alley, the childish graffiti carved on the desk, and the umbrella we held together on a rainy day all hide the purest friendship in our youth. When Shen Mengchen was injured on the field, it was Mu Chenxi who applied ice to him with a frown on his face. He said he was disgusted but acted very gently. When Mu Chenxi was overwhelmed by the pressure of the competition, Shen Mengchen would suddenly appear downstairs in his house and drag him to the rooftop to enjoy the breeze and watch the stars.
The throbbing of youth quietly grows between the chirping of cicadas and test papers. Those unspoken words and secretly hidden thoughts ripple in an accidental hug. It turns out that the longest secret love is from childhood sweethearts to deep-rooted love. It is the time when we get along day and night, carving each other into every part of our lives.
Purpose: Use campus childhood love to interpret the growth power of companionship and redemption