Content introduction:

Cherry in early summer

All the stories begin with the death of a teenager. In the summer when Xu Yanbing was fourteen, he was surrounded by the torrent of friendship. Wang Jiamei, his best friend, a new girl, grew up with him for the first time. It was also this summer that he lost his best friend. Did the boy die by accident or by suicide? This event will always be a mystery.

From that day on, Xu Yanbing and Wang Jiamei were bound by the same shackles, and that man drew a gap between them with his life. Until the summer of sixteen, Xu Yanbing had a new deskmate. The boy named Zhang Xiaoyang broke into them in the scorching sun, and everything became unbalanced from then on.

Failing to tell each other's secrets in time produces tiny fruits, emitting sweet and sour and attractive fragrance, slipping through the tip of the tongue, but returning to sweetness in the mouth for a long time.

catalogue

0 1 time

that person

03 Zhang Xiaoyang

Wang Jiamei

05 deserter

06 position

07 confession

08 friends

right-hand man

10 Happy birthday

1 1 jealousy

12 melting

13 Hug

14 secret

15 appointment

16 Xu Yanbing

Book abstract illustration

Cherry in early summer

moment

Everyone has secrets. A secret is something you can't or don't want to tell others.

I always make up all the secrets about me and him.

For example, the most important night, obviously in that cold winter, I was paranoid that it was raining that day and there were cherry fruits as bright as blood on my head.

I always feel that he should have his back against the trunk, and the rough bark rubbed against the denim and rubbed against his skin, which was very painful.

I ran to him, his eyes narrowed, and the rain was falling between me and him. I suddenly have a wonderful feeling that a secret is emerging between him and me.

Then there really is a secret.

I'm actually confused about the memory of that day. I can only greedily remember the young and rude kiss, the crazy hug that night, the warm tears and smiles, the heavy joy and pain, all of which are irreplaceable but fleeting moments.

On that day, I naively thought that we still had a long life to wait for.

Then, I think I must have bitten his tongue and asked him a question:

Do you like cherries?

He answered me that cherry sugar stains are too sweet to bite, but the juice is tasteless.

Cherry is only suitable for the ambiguous season in early summer.

That smells of secrecy, ambiguity and betrayal.

that person

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