Campus / Growth / Reunion / HE
High-cold academic attack × Sunshine Sports Department
Xia Yang met Lin Yan for the first time during the chirping of cicadas in his freshman year of high school.
One is like the blazing sun in midsummer, which can light up the entire playground when sweating on the basketball court; the other is like cold jade in a deep pool, sitting by the window doing questions, not even the sunlight can disturb it.
They were originally two parallel lines, but they gradually got closer because of the distance between the desks - the ointment that the man silently handed to him when he sprained his ankle; the rainbow-colored umbrella that was forced into his arms when he forgot to bring his umbrella; the pen that gently poked his cheek when he was sleepy during evening self-study...
The young man's thoughts quietly sprouted in the calculation steps on the scratch paper, on the mineral water bottle handed to him by the basketball court, and in the overlapping shadows of the library.
We thought we could go far together, but we hit the wall of reality at the intersection of our senior year.
The chirping of the cicadas gradually stopped, and they hid their unfinished words in the wind across the distance between the city and the silent time.
It wasn't until many years later at a classmate's wedding that our eyes met again.
He wears suits and ties, and his youthfulness has faded; his smile remains the same, with unspoken longing hidden in his eyes.
It turns out that those heartbeats buried by the years have never really cooled down.
This time, the evening wind will blow into eternity.
Intention: If you want to do something, do it boldly. Don't wait until it's too late and regret it.