Youth of sixteen or seventeen years old always hides little thoughts that they dare not express openly. Throughout Xia Zhiyou's high school years, her eyes followed the same person - Liu Qing.
The young man was tall and straight, with handsome features. He was sitting quietly in a corner of the classroom, studying questions seriously, which became a unique sight in her eyes. She has a soft and introverted personality, and is always at a loss when facing the person she likes. She can only watch from a distance and carefully hide her feelings in her heart. The peripheral vision in class, the passing of shoulders in the corridor, and the inadvertent touching of fingertips on the homework book can make her heart beat faster.
Liu Qing was not slow, he could clearly catch the girl's gaze falling on him. At first it was just curiosity, but over time, I got used to this gaze. He slowly began to pay attention to her emotions. He would hand her a piece of paper when she was frowning while doing a question. He would silently separate half of an umbrella on a rainy day, clumsily learning to respond to the gentleness that quietly approached her.
There was a thin layer of window paper between the two of them, and ambiguity slowly spread in the air. There is no grand confession, only companionship and temptation day after day. In the long senior year of high school, the boring studies became more vivid because of the people around me. Together they survived the night of burning the midnight oil to read, watched the sunset beside the playground together, and walked along the school road filled with broken shadows of sycamore trees.
As time goes by slowly, the green feelings slowly settle into firm love. The most beautiful thing in youth is probably that I secretly like you, and after going round and round, we finally come to each other, letting the midsummer wind blow the two-way affection.
Intention: I have a crush in midsummer, but luckily you fall in love with me too
