Four teenagers who grew up in a military compound have four generations of friends and roots in the military camp.
Su Yan came from a military family with the highest merits. His father held an important position and his uncle changed his career to business. She is calm and self-possessed, with a tough mind. She was raised according to military principles since she was a child. She is rational and restrained.
Lu Shiyan was born into an orthodox military family. His family tradition was strict and iron-blooded, and his youth was unruly and sharp. He was a constant victor in competitions and examination rooms.
The two have been bound to each other since they put on crotchless pants. They have been classmates for twelve years and have always ranked among the top two in their grade. They are equal opponents, each other's most trusted confidants, and a two-way secret love that has been hidden throughout their youth and no one knows about.
The family background is too heavy and the road ahead is too long.
They are sober, self-disciplined and never confused. I know very well that the heart of a young man is fragile, the fetters of family friendships are unbearable, and the future is not arbitrary, so I suppress all the surging love within the limits, and only dare to stay with each other year after year in the name of growing up.
The other couple in the compound are happy enemies who have been arguing for more than ten years.
Xu Anxia, a warm-hearted and magnanimous liberal arts tycoon, and Jiang Zexu, a hidden academic god with a loose tongue.
The two of them argued with each other every day, arguing about everything, and there was no end to their dislike on their lips, but the favoritism and concern in their hearts never diminished. I was afraid that the ambiguity would be revealed and that I would not be able to keep my old friends in the end, so I hid my heartbeat in the quarrels and fights.
In the midsummer of the senior year of high school, the parasol trees are ripe, and the young man's thoughts are silent and dormant.
Four secret feelings, two forbearance and restraint, and two tugging and testing.
They have seen each other's most embarrassing youth and witnessed each other's most dazzling growth.
All preferences in the past were anonymous.
The most touching youth is never a single dazzling top match. It is when there are people shoulder to shoulder at the top, and when there are people who persevere in the ordinary, everyone works hard and grows up year by year. All the anonymous heartbeats, all the silent support, and all the clumsy pursuits are the truest tenderness of midsummer.
Youth is not only the dazzling moment of meeting at the top, but also the ups and downs of ordinary people's struggles. A heavy rain separated the sea of people, giving the young man a chance to be alone, and letting everyone see clearly that moving forward steadily is a rare kind of bravery.
The best form of youth is having a warm family, being accompanied by close friends, being well-matched, and going both ways. All restraint and forbearance are for the sake of an open and honest future.
It's more than just teenagers pulling together, more than just a world of four. Fireworks in the neighborhood, the warmth of family members, and the perspectives of others piece together the most authentic and tender midsummer youth.
The purest love for young people is restraint, companionship, side by side year after year, and never stopping.
It writes about a group of teenagers who were raised by family traditions and rules.
They are sober and self-disciplined, forbearing and restrained, hiding their preferences in their modesty, and growing up side by side.
The love of a young man is not reckless, it waits for me to stand firm on the road ahead and then walk towards you openly.
Slow, gentle, and evenly matched, I hope their summer will finally be complete.
The most touching youth is never a single dazzling top match. It is when there are people shoulder to shoulder at the top, and when there are people who persevere in the ordinary, everyone works hard and grows up year by year. All the anonymous heartbeats, all the silent support, and all the clumsy pursuits are the truest tenderness of midsummer.
Youth is not only the dazzling moment of meeting at the top, but also the ups and downs of ordinary people's struggles. A heavy rain separated the sea of people, giving the young man a chance to be alone, and letting everyone see clearly that moving forward steadily is a rare kind of bravery.
The best form of youth is having a warm family, being accompanied by close friends, being well-matched, and going both ways. All restraint and forbearance are for the sake of an open and honest future.
It's more than just teenagers pulling together, more than just a world of four. Fireworks in the neighborhood, the warmth of family members, and the perspectives of others piece together the most authentic and tender midsummer youth.
The purest love for young people is restraint, companionship, side by side year after year, and never stopping.
It writes about a group of teenagers who were raised by family traditions and rules. They are sober and self-disciplined, forbearing and restrained, hiding their preferences in their modesty, and growing up side by side. The love of a young man is not reckless, it waits for me to stand firm on the road ahead and then walk towards you openly. Slow, gentle, and evenly matched, I hope their summer will finally be complete.