Many years later, Zhou Chao and Lin Jian'an returned to their high school alma mater. Zhou Chao insisted that she stand at the door of Class 1 (7) of Senior High School. Lin Jianan stood on the third floor, watching Zhou Chao stand at the door of Class 2 (3) of Senior High School and look up at him with a smile. For a moment, it seemed that time and space overlapped, but this time the person looking at him was filled with himself.
After returning home, Lin Jianan asked him the reason for doing this.
Zhou Chao buried his head in the crook of her neck and said in a muffled voice: "For so many years, I have been thinking, if I had not gone to the toilet that day, then I would be the first person you saw in the crowd and the one you fell in love with..."
"But it's you I love now!"
Zhou Chao bit her collarbone lightly, his voice aggrieved: "You also said that if you hadn't gone to the math office that year, you might not have talked to me that year!"
Intention: No one is born perfect and excellent, don't feel inferior, just be yourself, there will always be someone who likes you