On Jinyu's first day when she transferred to another school, Yan An, as her class monitor and deskmate, helped her navigate the way, helped her fend off her classmates' overly enthusiastic questioning, and helped her get familiar with the environment.
The taciturn Miao girl didn't know how to respond to this kindness. She could only nod awkwardly, whisper "thank you", and then on Yan An's birthday, she gave her a notebook with a Miao embroidery cover embroidered by herself.
Every stitch, every stitch, was something she couldn't say.
She thought she was hiding it well.
At the sports meeting, Yan An sat in front of her, watching the game seriously, and his side face was covered with a thin layer of light from the sun.
Jinyu stretched out his hand out of nowhere and pinched her little finger gently.
——In their Miao customs, this is an implicit way of expressing love. If the other party agrees to date, just pinch that person's little finger back. Even if he doesn't agree, just pretend that he doesn't know and won't look back.
Yan An turned around and glanced at her.
Then, he pinched back slightly.
Jinyu knew that Yan An probably didn't know about this custom, but at that moment, her heart beat very fast, and she made up her mind to confess to Yan An.
On the day she was ready to confess her love, a rumor suddenly spread in the class: Yan An was with a boy from the next class.
Her confession letter was not sent out after all.
Jinyu had gradually gained confidence under Yan An's favor, and asked Yan An directly about the rumors at noon that day.
Yan An smiled wryly and clarified to Jin Yu, and the two reconciled.
That night when they went back to the dormitory and separated on the third floor, Yan An suddenly held her hand, pinched her little finger, and then said, "I know what it means."
Intention: Long live pure love