The humid wind from the south carried the scent of camphor leaves and spread through the corridors of Xinghu Middle School. Transfer student Jiang Ci, with a cold look, like a silent sketch, unexpectedly broke into Lin Yang's lively youth.
One is the No. 11 Boy sweating on the basketball court, outspoken and outspoken, like the blazing summer sun; the other is a quiet transfer student who always hides in the studio on the top floor, with delicate brushstrokes like moonlight spreading across the paper. Originally they were two parallel lines, but due to their accidental approach again and again, in the second year of high school when the test papers and the chirping of cicadas were intertwined, they quietly entangled themselves in a secret arc.
After studying in the evening, he would pretend to pass by the studio to watch him write; he would secretly draw the profile hidden in the painting to look like him. It's the tremor of a basketball hitting the backboard, the soft sound of a paintbrush crossing the paper, the inadvertent touch of the sleeves of the school uniform, and the hastily avoiding eyes when looking at each other - the young man's thoughts are hidden under the camphor tree, hidden in the unfinished sketch, hidden in the unspoken word "care".
This is about the youth of two boys: there is panic about "difference", there is an inability to hide the heartbeat, there is cautious temptation, and there is also the bravery that is slowly learned as they grow up. When the summer night wind blows across the playground, their story has just begun.
Conception:.