The Underachiever’s Comeback After Transferring Schools

Youth is the white shirt beside the playground with the corners flying, it is the careful passing of notes in class; it is the long street passed by with friends, the street lamps lengthen the shadows, and laughter spreads all the way; it is the secret crush on the boy in the next class, the blushing and heartbeat when the eyes meet. During those green years, we carried dreams and ventured fearlessly. We fell and got up again, confused but determined. Every exam, every gathering, and every tender farewell has become a treasure in memory. Youth may be short-lived, but those passions, innocence, and bravery have already turned into stars in the long river of time, illuminating every step of the rest of our lives. When we look back, we can still feel the vitality and hope that rush towards us, smile knowingly, and say softly: It's great to be young. Love is the union of soul and soul, not the bondage of gender. There is only one sexual orientation in the world and that is where the heart is. Male or female, whatever you like. The moon can be curved, why can't we? In the kingdom of love, there is no distinction between gender, only two hearts in love. At every stage of the long river of time, companionship is like a constant star in the quiet night sky, not dazzling but extremely reassuring. It is the intersection of the warm breakfast at the table and concerned eyes when the morning sun penetrates the mist; it is the cuddling of shadows when walking side by side under the scorching sun; it is the warmth conveyed by the palms of hands while walking on the path in the afterglow of the setting sun. From the ignorance of youth to the gray-haired old age, I am willing to accompany you day and night to write the most affectionate confession in the world and never leave you until the end of the years! Love is like a bridge, and communication is the cornerstone of a strong bridge. Without communication, no matter how deep the love is, it will collapse amid misunderstandings. Every honest conversation between lovers is a transmission of love. Only by expressing the joy, sorrow, and expectations in your heart can the flower of love bloom more brilliantly in the soil of understanding. When conflicts arise, communication is the key to resolving them. If we find resonance in the collision of words, love will not die due to silence, but will become stronger in communication.

Feelings are the purest. I like you, not because of who you are, but just because of you. I like you. The happiest thing is to have the understanding and blessings of family and friends.

Ahhh, it's so beautiful, a very pure feeling. The two of us work together, tolerate and understand each other, and the days are getting better and better, and it's super sweet. I'm really happy with the cp I'm eating, and I feel like I can write a sequel, especially Jiang Huang and Mo Bingran's [smirk] [smirk]

Good-looking, good-looking, good-looking [make a face] [make a face] [make a face]

The writing is quite beautiful.

Very very sweet.