On the third day of military training, I almost suffered from heatstroke.
He supported me and handed me a bottle of water.
I said thank you, senior, and he said you're welcome.
I didn't want to drink that bottle of water, so I put it away now.
Ten years.
I have written seventeen diaries, and his name is on every page.
Been his friend, colleague, and best confidant.
I just haven't been his girlfriend.
He fell in love four times and I fell in love four times.
Every time he broke up, he would come to me for a drink and say, "You still understand me."
I want to say - I understand you because I like you.
But I didn't say it.
I thought this would be it for the rest of my life.
Until the day the company was acquired and the new boss stood on the stage——
It's him.
Ten years of secret love, one day reunion.
This time, I don't want to be just friends.
