[Daily life on campus × Running in both directions × Confession on April Fool's Day × Second love]
The day he was dumped by his first love in public, Xie Yunsong vowed never to have a relationship again.
He entered college with a camera in hand and only took pictures of scenery, not people.
Until the day when the club recruited new members, the shutter was focused on a girl.
She stood in the sun, pressing the leaflets blown by the wind, smiling with shallow dimples. The moment he pressed the shutter, he heard his heart skip a beat.
Her name is Mu Xiaoyan, the league secretary of the class next door. She has a nice smile, but she never trusts boys easily. In high school, she was chased by her ex-boyfriend as a bet for two years, and she only found out the truth after they broke up.
"I don't want to fall in love," she said.
"I know." He said, "Then can I continue chasing?"
He chased awkwardly: delivering breakfast, occupying a seat, borrowing high-level math notes, and putting her photos into the exhibition. I was rejected again and again, but I still showed up in front of her every day.
She said "please don't do this", but secretly saved photos of his back and collected every photo he took.
On New Year's Eve, there was a huge crowd, and he said, "We won't get separated today."
She said "hmm" softly.
During the winter vacation, the two agreed to take the same high-speed train back to Songcheng. She bought a ticket for the row behind him: "13F and 14F, one behind the other, this distance is just right."
When the camera is pointed at a person, take your time and you can always get a clear picture.
He took the pictures slowly, and she believed them slowly.
In the dormitory, the chatty military advisor came up with bad ideas; in the library, the top student and the girl from the Chinese department passed notes across the table; in the radio station, someone requested a song for "the person with the nice voice."
This is a two-way healing
Come on, author!