In his freshman year of high school, Lin Ling met the boy he fell in love with for the first time under a camphor tree in front of his home. The breeze blew his hair, and the boy's gentle eyes held half a ham in his hand. Lin Ling's timidity made Lin Ling subconsciously hide behind the door.
The two people thought they had nothing in common, but Lin Ling, who was in the same class, also learned his name "Zhou Yichen"
By chance, the boy took the initiative to ask her to be his deskmate because "she is quiet"
That year was her sophomore year in high school, and that day also happened to be her birthday. For her,
"Being able to sit at the same table with him is like the best birthday gift God has given her."
The secret love in high school can be bitter or sweet, but most of all it is the pain and confusion left over from the student days.
Six years later, Lin Ling had the same dream repeatedly every day. In the dream was the boy's blurred face. Lin Ling didn't care, until on Christmas night, because of a Christmas tree, she met again the boy who suddenly disappeared in her sophomore year of high school - Zhou Yichen.
Once alone by chance, Zhou Yichen drunkenly blocked Lin Ling at the door and explained to him. However, what Zhou Yichen thought she would agree to in exchange for the belated confession was Lin Ling's words:
"I'm sorry, I have no intention of getting married yet."
It was obvious that she was rejecting him.
The man smiled contemptuously, "What a coincidence, neither did I."
"So?" Although Lin Ling felt a little uncomfortable, she still raised her eyebrows.
"I'll wait until you think about it, I'm not in a hurry." Zhou Yichen seemed to be very confident, and even said the last three words while biting his tongue.
Intention: If it's not like or love, no one will be willing to wait
