Her name is Zhou Meng, her grades are average, her appearance is ordinary, and her biggest hobby is drawing stick figures in textbooks.
His name is Xiao Shu, he talks little and is dull, and his presence is middling. His only specialty is that he can always help her find her lost pen.
The most ambiguous thing they ever did was accidentally touching their fingers when passing papers around.
The most touching words I ever said were "borrow a pen" and "hmm".
Three years of high school, one thousand and ninety-five days.
They sat at the front and back tables, always at the front and back tables.
Someone asked: What happened next?
Later——
Later they were admitted to the same university.
Later he studied pharmacy and she studied auditing.
Later, he endorsed the book until he collapsed, and she wrote the manuscript until she became bald.
Later, they accompanied each other, walking from the closed library to the dormitory downstairs for four years.
Later——
Later, when he proposed, he took out a pen.
There is a faded note on the pen barrel: "For Zhou Meng's exclusive use."
It was posted by Jiang Fan as a prank during his sophomore year of high school.
He kept it.
