
Secret Love is a Sour Lemon Candy
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I spent the best seven years loving someone who would never look back at me. From the noisy afternoon of the second year of high school to the graduation platform, Ji Huaishu was like a moon hanging above my head. He is warm, clean, and respects every soul that comes close to him, but he will never really come towards me. The sticky notes he handed me, the cup of hot milk tea on New Year's Eve, and the tacit glances at each other in the library were all the stars in my barren youth. I imitated his preferences clumsily and chased after him desperately, thinking that if I worked hard enough, I would be able to touch that beam of light. But after all, the moon is for looking up to. It wasn't until the day I heard that he got married and had a baby that I realized that my seven-year secret love was just a war that I was fighting alone. This novel is written for all you who have ever chewed sourness alone late at night. There is no miracle in the story, no reunion, only a real answer about "missing out". Later, I finally learned to cook myself a bowl of noodles in the smoke of fireworks and no longer looked up at the moon. Hello, Yu Huaihuai. Goodbye, Ji Huaishu.
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