[The first short training article, BE, if you don't like it, don't read it]
The year I had my first heartbeat, he came over and became my deskmate.
I thought there were ten thousand possibilities between us. He would quietly point out when I miscalculated a question, push the hand warmer between us, stand on the corner and call my name when I ran 800 meters, and say, "It would be great if I could sit at the same table next semester."
But he never said "I like you".
I never said that either.
Later we graduated, separated, and grew up separately. When I was packing up old things, I dug out the ginkgo leaves and post-it notes that had been hidden in my pencil case for many years, and suddenly I remembered that he said, "After the exam, I have something to say to you."
There are some words that I haven't waited for yet.
Concept: Regret is a complete beauty