When he was seventeen years old, Shen Zhizhou was a quiet boy sitting in the last row of the classroom.
He remembered Lin Xiyue's raised hair every time she passed by his seat, his eyes curled up when she was lying on the table whispering to her deskmate, and her voice was hoarse while cheering for her friends on the playground and she smiled brightly.
He wrote down all his thoughts in a diary, locked it in the deepest part of a drawer, and never told anyone.
She is always lively and lively around her, with her best friends and male friends who are brothers to her. The most enthusiastic time she was towards him was when she handed him a bottle of water in physical education class: "Shen Zhizhou, you are too quiet, aren't you?"
He took it and said thank you, his heart beating so fast it felt like it was going to explode.
Later, after graduation, they went their separate ways. He thought this would be it for the rest of his life.
At the age of twenty-five, he met her again in a cafe.
She was still the same Lin Xiyue with crooked eyes when she smiled, but there was something more in her eyes that he couldn't understand.
She was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Shen Zhizhou? Long time no see."
He nodded, fingers tightening on the coffee cup.
This time, he didn't want to miss it again.
Intent: sour secret love