During the rainy season when I was seventeen years old, it was humid and sultry, and my thoughts were like school uniforms that never dried.
Zhou Yuan always forgot to bring an umbrella on rainy days. Until one day, Cheng Ye stuffed a long black umbrella into her hand, but he ran away in the rain.
Later she realized that the umbrella was what he cherished the most, just like his unspoken concerns, clumsy and serious.
But the rainy season will end, and so will youth. After all, neither of them could support the other until the end.
——"The rain was very heavy at that time, but we were all stubborn and refused to bow our heads."
Concept: Unspoken thoughts and regrets in the rainy season of youth
