Lin Zhixu licked Zhou Huai for ten years.
Help him with his homework, take the blame for him, drink with him when he is broken up, and lend a helping hand when he is short of money. For ten years, she was his "good friend" who was always available, but she never became his "girlfriend."
When he was twenty-seven years old, Zhou Huai brought his fiancée to see her and said with a smile: "This is my best friend."
She smiled and blessed, but was hit by a car on the way home.
At the last second, she thought: Finally, she no longer had to pretend to be happy.
Open your eyes again and go back to the day when you were sorted into the second grade of high school.
Seventeen-year-old Zhou Huai stood in front of the bulletin board and said politely: "Classmate, I can borrow it from you."
This time, Lin Zhixu decided not to please anyone.
He poked her back to borrow a pen, and she handed it to the transfer student next to her.
The transfer student's name was Lu Shiyan. He was quiet, talked little, and had a very low sense of presence.
But he would put a bottle of water with an unscrewed cap on her desk after gym class, remember that she didn't like coriander, take her home every day, and stand on the corner when she was bullied and say, "You don't need to be rescued."
He said: "I have been queuing for half a year, please let me join the queue."
Later Zhou Huai asked her with red eyes: "Why are you ignoring me?"
She glanced at Lu Shiyan beside her and smiled.
"Let's get in line, someone got here first."
And she later found out that that person had been waiting in line for more than half a year——
It's two lifetimes.
