She, Qin Qian, is a hurricane on the basketball court at sunset, a neutral monster;
He, Xu Zicheng, is a strong man on the school basketball team. "Fierce" may be translated as "boring".
To him, she was like the unharmed rainbow after the rain in life, but what about him to her? Maybe it's just a dispensable playmate on the road to growth.
She had experienced the most unspeakable love in the world, but later she discovered that he had always admired her, but never dared to get close to her. His love was like a dormant bear. It was not until the break of winter that he could give her his heart without hesitation and make a beautiful love.
Until one day, she fell in love with him.
01Qian once had long hair, but now it no longer reaches her waist
On the day she graduated from junior high school, Qin Qian came to the hair salon where she used to take care of her hair. She was still in the same place. The girl in the mirror had waist-length black hair, and the wind blew the fragrance.
It's cool inside and it's hot outside.
"You're here, how are you going to take care of it this time?" The hairdresser seemed to be asking an old acquaintance.
"Shave it like a straight hair, please!" Qin Qian told the hairdresser naughtily. The hairdresser was stunned for a moment, then saw her sitting upright, and couldn't help but cut with the scissors, and the black forest turned into a lawn.
From then on, the fallen hair became her most secret concern.
02Qin Qian began to take an unusual path. She survived the late autumn and ushered in a new beginning.
After getting their hair cut, Qin Qian passed by the school's basketball court. Every playful game was played so seriously, and the thousands of rays of sunlight falling on their bodies were like a layer of golden armor. Qin Qian opened the door and ran towards the court, as if she wanted to break through all the thorns, "Can you add me?"
"You..." The sweaty boys looked at her questioningly.
Qin Qian's sensitive heart was touched, and she raised her head proudly and retorted, "Why, you look down on people?" Indeed, she is indeed nothing special, and she has never even touched a basketball.
"I think you should go home and embroider!" As soon as he finished speaking, a bunch of people laughed.
Qin Qian said, "Just wait," and ran away.
On a breezy night, a girl wearing a boy's jersey worked hard on the playground practicing her steps and dribbling. She fell down and strained her muscles, but she never gave up.
Still in this stadium, Qin Qian closed her eyes and seemed to feel the smell of her own blood and sweat.
"Classmate, you played well, come here and play!" Qin Qian glanced at them, picked up the ball and walked over disdainfully. It turns out that she survived the late autumn without love, but ushered in a new beginning.
03Nothing suddenly comes to mind, it's just a person named Qin Qian who I always keep you in my heart
At night, there was no one on the lonely court, only the breeze kept passing by. Qin Qian brought an old love letter with her. Under the dim light of the street lamp, she saw the familiar writing on it, "Qin Qian, I love you."
Ruthlessly tearing up all my savings and waving my hands, I said goodbye to my past.
"Why do you think I suddenly think of you again?" Qin Qian said to herself.
But she didn't know it at the time. She didn't think of anything suddenly, but it was actually because she had always kept it in her heart.
04She originally wanted to leave a lot of tears and give herself a clear sky
She originally wanted to join the school basketball team, disguised as a man, so that those who would never know her daughter's identity would not know about it, but she didn't realize that she was bumped into by Xu Zicheng on the last day.
So, the wish disappeared, Qin Qian was extremely disappointed, but he kept her secret, oh, it turns out that there are still people in this world who can help her.
However, the reason why the secret was kept was because Xu Zicheng finally discovered that in his world, he had heard Qin Qian's heart pounding with thunder at close range, and that was enough.