When I was young, I grew up in the same school. I was his little tail. Little by little, I fell in love with him and fell in love with him. It seemed so natural. The most common thing he did was guessing whether he liked her or not. Watching him change girlfriends in various ways, I felt so sad. I ran away and stayed away. Out of sight, out of mind. But what should I do after graduation? We met again.