In the supermarket, "Hello, let me pay for this classmate."
In the lecture theater, "Hello, classmate, can I sit here?"
In physical education class, "Classmate, are you okay?"
His gentle and youthful voice seemed to linger in her ears, just like his majestic and upright figure, which was deeply imprinted in her mind and in her heart, lingering...
Many years later...
"When did you fall in love with me?" She asked him more than once after they started dating, but he never told her. She was very curious.
"Hmm... Kiss me and I'll tell you, eh?"
"Hmph, I don't want to kiss you and tell you not to tell me."
The girl was angry and walked in front, and suddenly smiled. It doesn't matter when you fell in love, right? What matters is the moment, and the rest is not important anymore.
She thought that except for her own relatives, she might never meet someone who loved her, protected her, and treated her like a treasure like him.
I remember he once said:
"Meeting you is the greatest luck in my life."
Why isn't she?
"Me too."
The salty and sweet-faced school girl
