(Luo Yangyang's perspective):
The sun is so hot that you can't even open your eyes, but my world is filled with rain.
I was so embarrassed that day. He was blocked at the entrance of the alley by several girls from other schools. His schoolbag strap was broken and the collar of his school uniform was torn crooked. He squatted on the ground to pick up scattered exercise books. When I picked up the sixth book, a white sneaker appeared in front of me.
Against the light, only a blurry outline can be seen. White shirt, cuffs rolled up to forearms, fingers long. He knelt down, dusted off the exercise book, and handed it to me.
"Let's go." His voice was very calm, as if he was talking to an acquaintance.
The girls pushed each other and left. I took the exercise book, and the temperature of his fingertips was still on the paper. Before I could say thank you, he had already turned around and joined the crowd.
His name is Lu Shiyan.
Then, a girl's crush begins.
Secret love is fruitless, I know it from beginning to end. I am not the protagonist of the novel, just an ordinary passerby. So my secret love will never come to fruition - it starts in embarrassment and ends in silence.
On graduation day, I finally mustered up the courage to say goodbye to him.
"Happy graduation."
He glanced at me, polite and unfamiliar: "Who are you?"
It doesn't matter, you don't need to remember me, really, Mr. Lu.
My youth was filled with all the noise you caused, and I was just the quietest secret in your youth.
Intention: The end of secret love is not necessarily possession, but one day you can finally say to that time calmly: I am fine, and you should take care of yourself.