In his senior year of high school, he asked me to borrow his physics notes once.
When the friend asked, the other party said that Lin Ze wanted it.
Later, there was an independent admissions exam and we took the same bus.
I'm in the front and he's in the back.
I didn't dare to look back all the way.
When I got off the bus, my luggage was a bit heavy.
He came up from behind, helped me put it on, and said "Give it to me."
A very common sentence.
But I remembered it for many years.
I thought that was how he liked me.
Concept: One cannot love someone in the right way at the wrong time.