Diary of a Secret Crush

The first time Ding Xia saw Zhou Jinghuai, he was standing beside her brother in a black windbreaker, arms folded, with a pair of charming eyes beneath his tousled fringe. Ding Xia, her backpack on, tilted her head up to look at him. “Hello, big brother.” Zhou Jinghuai smiled, stepped forward, and patted her head. Then he crouched down. “Hello, Ding Xia. From now on, study math hard with me.”