Two people who were working step by step under the arrangement of their families met by chance, but unexpectedly separated.
She wore his No. 25 Jersey, drank his favorite Coke, imitated his tone and turned down the pursuers with a straight face. She put on thick eyeliner and smoky makeup, pretended to be someone not to be trifled with, and grew a pair of barbed armor.
He was in a military camp thousands of miles away. During training breaks, he looked at the call from her, but he didn't dare to press the answer button. He carefully looked at the text messages she sent, and wrote a reply to each one. The draft box was densely packed, but not even one was sent.
Two years later,
She finally waited for the day when he returned to school, and she should ask everything clearly.
He was uneasy and didn't know how to face this person. Even just watching from a distance is not good enough.
She was very much like him back then, as direct and passionate as a firefight.
He was shy and quiet, but he was panicked and at a loss.
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But after all, love is a game for the brave.
But smart people never understand.
Intention: stick to the original intention, live up to expectations, and go in both directions