On the day when he stood on the podium as a "model of progress", Ye Chu's head suddenly went blank. His hand holding the microphone was shaking. The speech in his hand was blown up by a gust of wind and floated into the crowd on the playground.
It's over.
She looked at the restless crowd under the stage and saw that figure among the thousands of people. The warm wind blew his soft hair, and his hair grew longer again.
He looked at her with a gentle smile on his face.
Her heart suddenly calmed down and she started talking without writing.
From the anticipation of admission to the yearning for college, from the mountain in her heart to the scenery on the mountain, she finally paused for a moment and said loudly into the microphone: For children who run hard, every step counts!
This is what he once said to her.
There was warm applause from the audience.
Ye Chu unclenched her clenched fists, her palms filled with sweat. She looked at Liu Mingjun in the audience again. He stood upright, the noisy sounds around him stopped, and his figure grew infinitely larger in her heart.
It seemed as if countless mint-flavored bubbles were exploding in my heart, and a sweet chill spread along my blood vessels to my limbs.
Some desires suddenly arose in her heart, the desire to hold hands with him, the desire to embrace him, the desire to stay with him for the rest of her life.
I have someone I like.
Same school uniform, same class, same age.
Youthful first love on campus/two-way healing
Soft and cute progressive girl × gloomy and gentle man
Intention: People will grow up and know how to love, how to love others, and more importantly, how to love themselves.