Meeting Yuheng in the Evening

Everyone thought that the taciturn transfer student Shen Yuheng had an indifferent temperament and was careless about everything. He never cared about the people around him, let alone anyone. No one knew that this young man, who was hiding from a wealthy family and had a skin of alienation, had been hiding a secret love that no one could see for two years. When he first saw the scribbling ending, he watched silently, refrained from giving in, never disturbed, and only silently remembered the gentle and cowardly Su Wanwan, who had a habit of accommodating everyone, in a corner where no one was paying attention. The sophomore class in high school coincided with a reunion, so he rushed there deliberately and sat down behind her. He never explains misunderstandings, never shows off his tenderness, and all his preferences are hidden in small and silent accommodations. She is sensitive and has low self-esteem. She handles her worries by herself. She is afraid of disturbing others. She habitually lowers her head and endures, digesting all her grievances and panics alone. Two people who desperately lack love, separated by a thin layer of chair backs, start a long and gentle two-way pull. From being quiet at the same table, hiding in the corner of the eye, and ambiguously testing, to confessing in midsummer, running in both directions, and obsessed with redemption. He waited in silence for several years for a belated youthful reunion, which melted her deep-seated insecurity and cowardice for many years. All members are dignitaries, secretly in love with each other. There is the restraint and forbearance of youth and sourness, the misunderstandings of adolescence, the self-salvation of the original character, and the steadfastness of staying together across the years. The evening breeze comes late, luckily I meet you. The rest of my life is long and prosperous year after year.