#YouthSecretLove##90s nostalgia##Campus Group Portrait##two-way rush#
[Not a cool article, no system, no rebirth, slow-paced real campus daily life]
The beauty of first love does not lie in possession, but in the anticipation of having it soon.
What I liked at that time was pretending to be busy after class, just to wait for him to come home from school together.
When we held hands at that time, our palms were all sweaty, but we couldn't bear to let go.
Love at that time was just the right heart, the right liking, and the right person.
