That summer was very hot, and the wind carried the chirping of cicadas into the classroom.
I lowered my head and walked into the new classroom nervously
The teacher said: "Just sit there, at the same table as Shen Zhiyan."
He is wearing a clean white T-shirt, he is slim and tall, and his eyebrows are extremely clean.
It's him, the top student in our class and the most handsome boy in the school.
My heart skipped a beat.
Later I understood that it was called heartbeat.
I liked him cautiously, not daring to get close, not daring to confess, and hid all my tenderness in the details.
Three whole years.
Finally, he held someone else's hand.
I don't want these three years of youth anymore.
