In three years of high school, Zhang Yunhui always came second in the exam.
Number one is always Miss Yu - the girl who is as quiet as the clouds outside the window.
He remembered her broken hair that fell down when she lowered her head to write the question, and her eyelashes that fluttered slightly when she recited the text softly. He remembered everything about her, except that he didn't dare to say that love.
Later, they were admitted to two universities in the same city, seven subway stops apart.
He thought that the future was long, but for four years, he had not been able to "encounter" him once.
In the summer after graduation, Zhang Yunhui pulled out a book from a library in another city.
On the opposite side of the bookshelf, someone also took away a book.
Through the gap, he saw a pair of familiar eyes.
Seven years. From second in the class to first in her class.
This fish finally swam into his floating life.
