Lin Zhiyi suspected that Lu Huaijin liked her.
It's not a guess, it's a calculation.
He remembered her peanut allergy, her fear of thunder, and every casual word she said.
But he never said it.
Ever since she was little, Lin Zhiyi has never waited for anyone to give her what she wanted.
If he doesn't speak, she will take the initiative.
She taught him to say "I miss you", and he learned it with red ears.
She taught him to hold her hand, and he clumsily held it.
She taught him to stop carrying all his emotions alone, and he cried in front of her for the first time.
Later, a friend asked her: "Don't you think he is boring?"
She smiled:
"He's not bored, he just doesn't know how to express it. It's like he started writing a secret love diary for me in the second grade of junior high school. He has never stopped writing it, but he doesn't dare to show it to me or express it. It doesn't matter. I can teach him slowly."
