On the fourth floor of Xueyi School District, Lin Xitong from the liberal arts class will always remember the Qingming holiday in her second year of high school:
The wrong name given by the dean of political education, the startling glimpse of the white coat in the lecture theater, and the name Gu Hao in Science Class A - this became the whole meaning of her tiptoeing to chase the light.
Peeping glances from the math class, the centimeter distance shortened on the awards stage, the carefully designed "accidental encounters" in the corridor... She spent three years running to measure the gap of this secret love that no one knew about.
When the commendation ceremony ended, he walked through the crowd holding the medal awarded by mistake: "Do you know Wang Shuyu?"
The metal plate handed over reflected her frozen profile. Breathing stopped, everything was silent.
The sun was shining brightly at the graduation ceremony. When the cell phone that was clenched finally lit up, the friend passed the prompt——
Xueyi's light was annihilated in the sea of people, and his youth only left a medal that he took by mistake, proving that they were so close and so far away.
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Intention: Perhaps what I like has never been him, but the self that shines desperately because it wants to be close to the light.
