There is an open secret in class 3 of high school.
Nanfeng was sitting in the last row, looking coldly at everyone, refusing to lend notes, holding an umbrella, helping, or paying any attention to anyone. The whole person is like a piece of ice that cannot hold any heat.
But he was interested in Xu Zhiyi——
She gave up her umbrella on a rainy day and caught a cold all the way; she sprained her feet, and he squatted down to apply ice while the whole class watched; she lay on the table secretly feeling sad, and he walked across most of the classroom and put down a bottle of warm milk, saying only one word: Here.
What the whole class knew, only Xu Zhiyi raised his head blankly: "We are good friends, right?"
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Being so aware, it took him a whole semester to realize one thing——
Nanfeng treats her, she treats Nanfeng, and she treats others really differently.
She could be gentle and courteous to everyone, but she only dared to cry, dare to be intimidated, and dared to take the initiative to hold his hand in front of him.
He was arrogant towards the whole world and could only give in in front of her and make exceptions in everything.
The evening breeze knows my intention, and the south wind rushes to know my intention.
After her dull mind came to her senses, she saw that her blatant preference had already spread throughout the second year of high school.
Intention: True preference is to still firmly choose you after seeing through all your disguises.