In high school, she wrote his name on the back of a draft paper and peeked at his profile. She didn't want to provoke him, looking up was happiness.
But the reunion in college, the closeness of the meeting, and the seemingly sincere confession made her fall into a sweet dream and never woke up.
She approached with a sincere heart in her hands, but was severely trampled to pieces, and fell into the mud along with her poor self-esteem.
I used to chase the moon and ended up falling into the mire. It was you who reached out and pulled me out, telling me that I could also be the light for others.
Intention: Love is not a humble flattery, but an evenly matched side-by-side