How long does it take for a person to be sure that the other person likes him? It took Gu Qiaoye ten years to realize that it was a two-way secret love. When Gu Qiaoye tried to use Moments as a "Morse code", he discovered that Xu Yunzhou was no longer the enthusiastic, active and brave boy he used to be. He had become an "adult" like her who only dared to send signals but did not dare to express love.
23-Year-old Gu Qiaoye accidentally discovered that he seemed to have missed a lot of love in the past when reviewing his relationship experience with his sister Yuan Xingye.
The memory goes back to ten years ago, in the third grade of junior high school. He was a boy who sat in the back row, was clean, and had neat handwriting. He was enthusiastic and active towards her, and never seemed to get tired. He would chase her and talk after recess, run with her on the playground, help her with questions in computer class, take the initiative to ask for classmates' records, and hold her desk corner to prevent her from changing seats... And she was the girl who only looked forward and focused on her own studies.
Ten years later, they are the most familiar strangers in each other's circle of friends. It was not until three years after they reconnected that Xu Yunzhou received a doctorate admission notice from abroad that the game of space decoding was finally broken. Gu Qiao also took the initiative to congratulate Xu Yunzhou, but only got a cold and humorous unexpected result, which was just an own mistake.
The dialog box fell silent again, and Gu Qiao realized that he had taken the initiative, or nothing might have happened.
The two-way secret love that should have ended long ago finally ushered in the ending of a youth novel due to doubts, lack of confidence, internal friction, temptation, and lack of courage. It's puppy love, it's first love, it's two little hedgehogs exposing their soft bellies and finally embracing.
Intention: We can meet again after a long separation, and we can be reunited without breaking the mirror.
