You in My Eyes

Shen Qingxu didn't believe in love over time. She felt that she should be like a heavy rain in a midsummer evening - only when the first lightning struck did she know what heartbeat was. But Gu Xiuyuan is not lightning. He is a slow wind, a silent chirping of cicadas, and a quiet profile who always lowers his head and writes the inscriptions during evening revision. Their elementary school was separated by six years of blurred crowds, and no one remembered anyone. During the three years when they were in the same class in junior high school, she only regarded him as a name - someone who was written on the top of the report card and needed to be suppressed. He likes running and is good at science. He always speaks with a little bit of humor and is so honest that he doesn't look like his opponent. But it happened to be this person who spent a whole season chatting with her about the chirping of cicadas during the hot summer vacation in the third grade of junior high school. She thought the story would flow naturally along the chat history. As a result, high school is like a willful carousel - different classes, different subjects, one person is on the third floor and the other is on the fourth floor. Sometimes we chat every week, and sometimes we are silent for half a month. No one knows whether we will be close or far away tomorrow. On the day the high school entrance examination results came out, he was only one point behind her. Just one point. He was her defeated general, and he was convinced. But in high school, the person she had left behind began to slowly and steadily surpass her. Like a runway that she couldn't catch up with, he ran faster and faster, farther and farther. She stood there and looked at his back, and suddenly discovered—— The tension in my heart called "competition" has been replaced by another one at some point. She began to secretly look forward to every bell, to meet by chance at the corner of the corridor, and to wait for him to be at the window in front of her when lunch was served in the cafeteria. She didn't dare to say. Those words were like the wind outside the window during evening study, blowing over and then swallowing back. The end of the story? No one knows. The only thing she was sure of was—— The name that was once written in the opponent column has been written into a deeper place from unknown days. It turns out that the longest love in the world is not love at first sight. But you have obviously lived in my youth for so long, But I only dare to call it "just meeting you". Intention: I thought you would always be my loser, but later I discovered that you were the only opponent I didn't want to win in my entire youth.