Bai Xingyan sat next to him, handing him notes, explaining wrong questions, and casually asking "Have you finished your homework?" During the winter vacation. No initiative, no retreat, as quiet as a lake in winter.
Bai Jingyu sat opposite him, handed the fruit tea, lowered her head, touched the back of his hand with her fingertips and then retracted it. She waited three times for dinner before she learned to ask, "Are you coming out before school starts?"
Two girls named Bai, one in the light and one in the dark. He didn't know she was looking at him, or that she was looking at him. But every time he turned his head, two eyes fell on him at the same time.
They never quarreled, never looked at each other, and no one admitted to competing. But every time she looked away, another person's gaze fell over.
Readers know everything Zhao Xun doesn't know.
——Only one person could stand next to him in the end.
