Light Falls on the Gap of the Circuit Board

In the teaching building of No. 1 Middle School in City A, which was covered with ivy climbers, my youth was pickled a little bitterly by the smell of ink in the test papers and the chirping of cicadas at noon. Lin Wei is light and a perfect specimen. She is a school beauty who is at the forefront of clinical medicine and ballet. She is like an orchid carefully protected by a glass cover, breathtakingly beautiful yet distant and restrained. Everyone thought that she was born to sit in the clouds, but no one knew that deep down she longed for a rebellious rainstorm. Qu Chenxuan is the resistor in the corner and the backdrop among the crowd. He has an average appearance and hides his passion for electronic information and his dream of becoming an embedded engineer behind thick glasses. He is cheerful and funny, and is the pistachio of boys, but only when facing the opposite sex, his low self-esteem grows like a weed. Starting from the desk in the first year of high school that was invisiblely divided by the 38th line, the two originally parallel lines became quantumly entangled because of tentative jokes and tacit glances. She took off her goddess armor in front of him and smiled like a child; for her, he tried to stand on tiptoes and touch the unreachable Tsinghua Garden. However, fate is a circuit board with poor contacts. Farewell without saying goodbye after failing the college entrance examination, seven years of searching without news, reunion in the emergency department of Peking Union Medical College Hospital, and the mismatch of identities between the chief engineer of a technology company and the emergency physician. This is a story about inferiority and redemption, searching and waiting. When the current finally broke through the silence that lasted for several years, and when the scalpel cut open the scarred self-esteem, they discovered that love had always been the tenderness of light falling in the gap of the circuit board.