The Evening Breeze Kissed the White Shirt

At Mingde University in September, camphor leaves were rustling. Su Wan, a freshman in the Chinese Department, accidentally collided in the library and entered the youth of Lu Xingyan, the top student in the Computer Department. He was a dazzling young man sweating on the basketball court and a frequent winner of prizes in programming competitions, but when he saw her tiptoeing to reach for a book, he quietly handed her a sticky note with her contact information; she was a gentle girl immersed in the world of poetry, accustomed to finding peace in words, but because of the warmth of his palms and the smile in his eyes, ripples in her heart had never been felt before. A post-it note, a chance encounter in class, and a cup of half-sugar milk tea connect the two of them together in their youthful and passionate time. He would reserve a window seat in the library for her in advance, and she would hand him a bottle of warm water after his basketball game; he would use code to compile an exclusive poetry program for her, and she would hide his name in the short sentences she wrote casually. The love in youth is a cautious temptation, a concern that hesitates to express, and the heartbeat and blush that cannot be hidden when the evening breeze blows through the white shirt. When the rationality of the science and engineering man meets the romance of the Chinese department, when the youthful spirit meets the tender time, they slowly write the purest and most touching love chapter for each other on the tree-lined avenue of the university campus.