一群从小生活在马来西亚的一个宁静小镇的孩子渐渐长大,步入了懵懵懂懂的青春期。在那些纯净美好的青春里,女孩偏执、倔强,曾欢笑、哭泣过……而男孩在女孩最脆弱敏感的时候,默默守候着心爱的女孩。小时候手挽手一起吃过的红豆冰,那封女孩始终未看到的情书,曾为女孩一人的创作……似乎都深深地埋在那段无知、肆意的旧青春里,但在尘封的岁月中,一切与青春有关的记忆,都藏在男孩温柔的静候中。 A group of children, who grew up in a quiet town in Malaysia, grew up and walked into a puberty age. In those pure, beautiful youth, girls are paranoid, stubborn, laughing, crying ... and the boy is silently waiting for her beloved girl when the girl is most vulnerable. When I was young, I ate the red beans I had eaten together, the love letter that the girl never saw, the creation of a girl ... seemed to be deeply embedded in the ignorance and indiscriminate old youth, but in the dusty Years, all youth-related memories, are hidden in the boy’s gentle waiting.