On the day when I was sorted into classes as a sophomore in high school, I gave out a round of candy and got to know my front desk student, Jiang Huai.
He ranked first in his grade in physics and passed 17 points in chemistry. I borrowed his chemistry notes and he taught me physics questions. He broke my cup and lost a little yellow duck. During the first snowfall in winter, he drew a smiling face on the window. Under the dim street light, he said, "I will definitely explain it to you."
I thought this was just an ordinary day. Later I found out that it was love.
But when I mustered up the courage to look for him, I heard him hesitatingly saying to his friend: "Don't talk nonsense, it's not true."
I turned around and left. Later he came to me again and I backed away little by little. He noticed it and backed away.
We were like this, no one took a step forward.
Five years later, I found out that he denied it that day just because he was afraid that others would make fun of me and embarrass me.
And he always thought that my retreat was because I didn't like him.
We like each other and miss each other.
Five years after graduation, classmates get together. I stared at the name in the dialog box for a long time, and finally sent it: "JAC, will you come to the party this weekend?"
He replied: No problem, I will definitely come.
Does the moon look like that time and the people look like that time?
This time, I want to ask him face to face - did you ever like me that year?
Purpose: Efforts are worse than fate taking lightly