Gu Yuwen spent fifteen years confirming one thing - he likes to state things strictly.
It's not the kind of love that a brother would have, but the kind that makes you want to kiss him.
In the second year of high school, two people were once again thrown into the same table by fate (or the school's scheduling system). Gu Yuwen made up his mind to keep this secret rotten in his stomach and take it to the grave, never to see the light of day again.
He began to deliberately keep a distance, pretending to avoid all physical contact casually, and used nonsense reasons like "social distance" to excuse his strict questioning. He thought he had done it perfectly and thought Yan Shu would never find out.
Until one day, Yan Shu blocked him at the back door of the classroom, looked at him condescendingly, and said something that made him die on the spot——
"Gu Yuwen, do you like me?"
At that moment, Gu Yuwen had only one thought in his mind: It's over, he's been discovered, is it still too late to transfer to another school?
But Yan Shu's next sentence was: "Don't get me wrong, I just want to confirm. Because I seem to like you too."
——You call this "Don't get me wrong"? ? ?
This is a youth story about secret love, misunderstanding and two-way love. When two teenagers with mouths as tough as rocks finally learned to say "I like", they discovered that the sweetest confession never needs to be carefully planned.
Food Guide
· Two male protagonists · Childhood sweethearts · Campus sweet stories
· Gu Yuwen × Yan Shu | Explosive complaints × Dark and vicious tongue attack
· 1V1 · HE · Going in both directions
Intent: This is a story about "unknowing" and "hindsight".
Gu Yuwen thought that she hid it well and thought that secret love was a person's chaos. What he didn't know was that behind his evasive eyes and red ears, another person had already seen through everything, and had been waiting for a long time.
It's not that Yan Shu doesn't like it, he just likes Gu Yuwen. From the moment I held his hand and walked into the kindergarten fifteen years ago, this person's position has never changed.
Love in youth is sometimes not a vigorous confession, but an unscrewed bottle cap, a princess hug, a "good night" and countless pretended to be casually approaching. The deepest love is often hidden in the clumsiest expressions.
What this article wants to convey is love and courage.
On the road of growth, we are all learning to know ourselves, accept ourselves, and then muster up the courage to give our truest feelings to another person. The best love is not about who saves the other, but when two people hold hands and become better people together.
I hope every secret love can wait for the response.
May every sincerity be lived up to.
