June campus, beautiful purple and red, fragrance, butterflies dance, small weak standing in front of the hut, gazing at the tree of gardenias. Hut is the old janitor's, take care of simple and neat. Just, that gardenia, really is a tree like, small weak never seen so big tree of gardenia, look at the tree full of singing flowers, amazingly angry, that light and elegant fragrance to the nose, small weak finally showed a smile. Little weak home gardenia planted in pots, but the same exudes a refreshing aroma, it is this familiar aroma, the little weak attracted to this corner of the campus. Little weak every day to see her gardenia, although to be separated from an iron gate, but little weak heart, this flower belongs to her.
Small weak desk is a tall and big boy, called wind. He was as refreshing as the wind, and his grades were the best in the class, especially in science, which was a headache for Xiao-Wei. Although Xiao-Wei seldom talked to him, but Wind took the initiative to help her answer some difficult questions from time to time. Little weak don't know, wind first see her, heart never leave her, little weak don't know, wind had how many times to indulge in her intoxicated in the gardenia look. Little weak don't know, wind heart thousands of thought, longing for the delicate little weak care in their own arms. Little weak has been light, as that elegant gardenia. The small weak is also silent, with a light sorrow like smoke, as if the rain in the gardenia. Little weak is also careful, has been wrapped up tightly. The wind wants to indulge in small weak smile, just like that day he saw that gardenia like beautiful smile. Just this opportunity is almost not, until that day, the wind said to the small weak, "You are soaked in the gardenia's fragrance it." Little weak sweet smile, brilliant, such as the spring breeze on the face, the wind but as if all of a sudden fell into the abyss, can not pull themselves out. Wind thought, probably his own life, to be lost in this smile. The wind just do not understand, the articulate self why in front of the small weak but become so clumsy?
One day after the evening study hall, the wind gently put a gardenia in front of the small weak, is trying to say the heart that said a million times, but surprised to see the small weak different expression. Precisely, is a face of surprise, as if frozen, the wind suddenly na na can not become words. Little weak coldly said: "flowers also have life, why are you so cruel?" The wind full of joy and expectations into nothing. The wind's heart stings, how much effort he climbed through the iron gate, in exchange for a small weak smile, but I did not expect to break her heart. The wind heart more painful ah, he remembered the bruised hand, can not help but hide behind. Little weak but has seen, she sighed softly, pulled over the wind's hand, little weak one side carefully cleaned the wound, one side said: "next time do not climb the door, dangerous. I like the flower blooming on the branch, it's full of life, picking it, she soon withers and loses everything." The wind didn't know how Little Weak's hand could be so cold, but the wind heard the faint sadness in Little Weak's heart, and so his heart was also sour, Little Weak, how can I make you happy?
The wind is pleased that from now on the little weak to the wind some close. Gradually, the wind knows the original small weak is born in the gardenia fragrance. Mom and dad regard the delicate little weak as the pearl in the palm of your hand, unfortunately, a car accident took their lives, leaving the little weak and grandma dependent on each other, and that a beautiful pot of gardenias.
Happy and short time flies, turn the eye to the sophomore division of arts and sciences class. Little weak lonely sitting in the classroom of literature class, suddenly the wind's smiling face appeared in front of her eyes, as bright sunshine lit up the life of little weak. The smile of the wind suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, like bright sunshine lighting up the life of Xiao-Wei, there are smiles and joy in her life again. Weak didn't know how much effort it took for Wind, who was in the top 3 in science, to be by her side again. And for the wind, every day to see Xiao-Wei gardenia-like smile, what can not go to fight for. Little weak in the composition wrote down the gardenia that brought them friendship, won the teacher's appreciation, the teacher naturally do not know the ins and outs of the matter. The wind but to small weak exclaimed: the original gardenia "gardenia" is not the branch of the "branch" ah! Little weak can't help but smile.
Small weak in the wind's concern day by day beautiful up, just between the two people want to say the kind of subtle also swaying. The wind is too smart to speak easily, and the shy little weak understand the meaning of the treasure. They coincidentally buried this beautiful feelings in the bottom of the heart, believe that one day the bright sun will shine on them. But things are not as simple as the wind imagined, the first monthly examination down, the wind's results are unbearable. Perhaps as the teacher said, wind is not suitable for studying literature. The wind remembered the promise to parents, and the former glory, uncertainty at a loss. At this time, the class also rumors of wind and small weak gossip. Wind is distressed, while Xiao-Wei has returned to his usual silence. The wind wants to say something to the small weak, but the small weak seems to always escape, wind heart heavy, he did everything just for the small weak happy, if the small weak and unhappy, he why? The pain in his heart, the pressure of his parents, the teacher's incomprehension, the speculation of his classmates, and the silence of Xiao-Wei have made the wind a target. After tossing and turning for some time, Wind finally returned to the science class.
Weak was even more silent, she couldn't say anything because she wanted Wind to stay by her side, but could she say that to Wind? She wanted the wind to be proud, not disheveled and dejected, she wanted the wind to be spontaneous, not self-absorbed. Besides, they were still on the same campus, and it wasn't like they were separated. So she was speechless. Just once the laughter always echoed in the ears, the wind said, "We go to the same university, okay?"
Wind didn't know what to say to Xiao-Wei, although he wasn't beside Xiao-Wei, but his heart left to Xiao-Wei. Wind wanted to tell Xiao-Wei that he chose so, all for her, for the future, for his promise. But what about Little Weak's heart? The wind is not sure, so he can not say, for fear of saying all wrong. The wind understands that getting into college will not be a problem for him, but to get into the same college as Xiao-Wei, he must work hard to have enough room for choice. In the intense study, Xiao-Wei has been in the wind in the line of sight, Xiao-Wei's walk in the rain, wandering in front of the flowers, so that the wind some heartache. Occasionally the two will talk, just the more eager, the more speechless. For the sake of the future, the wind admonished himself that he must endure everything. Although not in the same class, but can often see her, the wind has been satisfied, because that attachment is never extinguished.
Life is as fickle as theater, and everything seems to be a trick of fate. Wind's parents are leaving the country because of their work, and they want to take Wind with them. Wind heard the news, the first reflection is to resist, in front of the eyes appeared Xiao-Wei, Xiao-Wei's sorrow, Xiao-Wei's smile ...... But the wind can stay for Xiao-Wei?
The wind finally told the news to Xiao-Wei, but Xiao-Wei lowered his face, the look is still faint. Wind wondered if he was making a fool of himself, making a fool of himself, and couldn't help but feel a little bereft and disappointed. Just he couldn't hear the sound of Little Weak's broken heart, nor did he see the pearls in Little Weak's eyes fall down when he turned around. At night, Xiao Weak tossed and turned, she wanted to tell the wind, she strolled by the playground from time to time, in order to be able to see him when he played ball. She wanted to say that she could not afford to let the wind go ...... but ...... but ...... small weak heart seems to have worms gnawing, this is the season that should not say love ah! Neither of them can carry this heavy love.
The wind is finally leaving the campus, he can not help but want to see Xiao-Wei again. But small weak as if the appointment appeared in front of him, the gardenia ah, how can the wind bear to leave? Little weak put a simple diary in the hands of the wind, the wind finally saw little weak that red eyes, heartache unbearable. The original she can't let go of their departure, like water tenderness surged to the heart, the wind said: "small weak, I will give you a letter, wait for me." Xiao weak just smiled at the wind, as usual, turned away.
The wind opened the diary in his hand and saw a dry gardenia, the one he sent to Xiao-Wei! Only there was not a single word in the diary, and Wind was a little confused. When the wind sat on the plane, can not help but open the diary again, in the fragrance of the flowers but suddenly found that the last page of the diary has a small weak handwriting.