Shocked and Awakened with the Same Temperature

The late summer wind swept the sycamore leaves across the runway. Ding Nianyuan hurriedly rode his bicycle to go to morning reading, but he ran into Zhong Yanci's arms. The crisp ringing of the car bell mixed with the boy's muffled groan, and the two of them fell awkwardly onto the sunny asphalt road. I thought it was just an embarrassing campus episode, but that afternoon, when Ding Nianyuan was chewing on the iced watermelon, Zhong Yanci, who was sitting in the classroom studying questions, felt a sweet taste on the tip of his tongue for no reason; during the evening self-study, the stinging pain from Zhong Yanci's finger scratched by the pen tip was clearly transmitted to Ding Nianyuan's fingertips. This unexpected collision shattered the ordinary boundaries in youth, and also opened up the secret of the two of them - the interconnection of the five senses. When his joy, her sourness, each other's heartbeats and touches are nowhere to be seen, two people who had nothing to do with each other share the same unique feeling in their ignorant youth.