There is a secret about Xu Sui'an hidden in Song Zhaozhao's youth. She filled the back of the scrap paper with his name and hurriedly covered it up when he turned around; she remembered the smell of perfume on his body and the orange soda he loved to drink, but she never dared to say "I like you". Amidst the cheers on the basketball court, there was Song Zhaozhao's gaze that did not dare to step forward; the diagonal rear of the gym class playground was her fixed corner where she peeked at Xu Sui'an. She collected the pencils he left behind and copied his handwriting, but she didn't even have the courage to hand over a bottle of water. Song Zhaozhao was Xu Suian's shadow for three years. She knew all his hobbies, knew his daily routine, and had even rehearsed the confession scene countless times in her mind. But when someone else stood next to him, she could only hold on to the love letter that she had written and revised, and laughed and applauded in the crowd. It turns out that some secret loves are destined to rot in the heart without anyone knowing about them.
Intention: What I liked when I was young