Cicadas Singing Through Midsummer

Xiao Ningchan met Ye Yanxia on her eighteenth birthday, when he was enjoying the air conditioning in her family's teahouse. Someone who had just finished the college entrance exams and paid little attention to his appearance was instantly overcome with regret. Fidgeting, he went up to her and asked, "Hello, what would you like to drink?"

Though the two fleeting glimpses he had caught of her before had left no impression, he couldn't help raising an eyebrow slightly at the girl in front of him, who made no effort with her clothes or appearance. In a low voice, he said, "A pot of Pu'er tea and a plate of osmanthus cakes."

During college military training, after two weeks in the sun, Xiao Ningchan had turned as black as a coal briquette. At the freshman welcome party, she watched everyone else chatting in groups of two and three while she hid in a corner, stuffing herself. Then Ye Yanxia, who had been dragged to the party against his will, spotted her. The two looked at each other: one struggled not to laugh, while the other was so mortified she wanted to dig a hole and bury herself.

Though we didn't meet at our most beautiful, that first encounter in midsummer, accompanied by the sound of cicadas, destined the story between us.

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