Fireflies Looking at the Scorching Sun

Freshman Su Wanqing is the most inconspicuous person in the crowd. He has an average appearance, few friends, average grades, dull and sensitive temperament, and always has a habit of hiding in corners and hiding himself away from the noisy campus. But fate just let her crash into Lu Yao's world. Lu Yao is known by everyone as the proud son of heaven, the young master of the Lu family, and is recognized by the whole school as the school boy. He is always smiling, like a warm and bright sun, with top-notch grades and dazzling appearance, bringing his own light wherever he goes. Su Wanqing often looked at him from afar. Listening to his hearty and clear laughter passing through the corridor, and hearing his gentle and melodious voice when talking to others, the voice was clean and stretched, like the warm spring wind, gently falling on her heart. She couldn't help but feel quietly moved, but the inferiority complex in her heart also surged. How could such a dazzling person see his ordinary self? She knew clearly in her heart that the person standing next to Lu Yao should have been Shen Zhixia. Shen Zhixia is the school beauty who is admired by all the stars, the apple of the Shen family's eye, with outstanding appearance, outstanding grades and a superior family background. Regardless of appearance, ability or origin, he is far superior to Su Wanqing in everything. Occasionally, I would hear gossip from others saying that they were a match made in heaven. Su Wanqing's fingertips tightened slightly as she listened to those discussions. Her secret love can only be placed in a dark place where no one knows. She is a weak firefly, and he is the blazing sun that is out of reach. This love hidden in my heart can only be digested alone, and I never even have the courage to speak.