please wait for me in summer

[I have a very thick diary, the first half of which is trivial essays, while the latter part is inseparable from a person.]
Wen Sui first met Zhou Ye at a friend’s house.
The man had just returned from winning the Winter Olympics. He was playing with a candy box, looked at her, and asked lazily, “Are you Zhou Chengcheng’s classmate?”
Wen Sui nodded yes.
Zhou Ye raised his eyebrows slightly, thought of something, and suddenly smiled, the corners of his lips curved teasingly: “Then you have to follow her, and call me too…”
“—Little Uncle.”
The man’s voice was lazy, his articulation was very light, and the tone meandered until it reached Wen Sui’s heart.
Wen Sui likes Zhou Ye.
But he only treats her as an ordinary niece and girlfriend.
The man came in the spring, and then he returned to the capital for training after his vacation. Together with Wen Sui’s quiet but grand crush, they all disappeared with the arrival of summer.
It wasn’t until Wen Sui went to university that the two met again.
One day, when a friend came to visit, he saw Zhou Ye holding his mobile phone, and joked, “Who are you chatting with, so happy?”
Zhou Ye didn’t raise his head: “Sui Sui.”
My friend remembered: “The little girl I met on Changning Road last time—oh, you introduced her, she is my little niece. How is our little niece doing?”
Zhou Ye’s typing fingers stopped, and he raised his eyes to look at him: “Be polite, you should be called sister-in-law.”
Friend: “Okay, okay, sister-in-law is sister-in-law—huh?! Grass!!”
friend:”……”
Hello, is it 110?
Please wait for me in summer.
Cicadas sing in summer, dreams come true.
*The unruly short track speed skater x squeamish and good girl (former student and later reporter)