When I was a child, I saw wedding photos of my uncle and aunt wearing police uniforms at a wedding. In the bustle and celebration of the whole hall, those two touches of navy were like a silent window, casting a light in my heart. From that day on, the eight words "People's Public Security University of China" became the only clear landmark when I looked into the distance.
On the first day of my freshman year in high school, I told this dream in front of the whole class. It wasn't loud, but it hit the ground.
In the fall of my sophomore year in high school, I entered the top 50 in my grade and met a boy when I was taking photos for the honor roll. He stood at the backlit door, his gaze falling directly on me. I didn't respond and avoided him. Later, when the list was posted, I saw his name, which was exactly the same as the line next to his photo: People's Public Security University of China.
I haven't spoken to him, but we have been running on the same road throughout our second and third years of high school. The brushes in the hallway, the physical test contest, the nods across a few tables in the library late at night, the brief, silent moment in the back seat of his electric car on a snowy day. And Wang Yingying, my best friend, she asked me on the playground stand, "Do you have to go to the OUHK?" - That was the first time someone asked me to seriously say "why."
This is not a love story. This is the story of a person who becomes more courageous towards himself because of another person. They are two seeds that fell into the same soil, each took root and grew separately. When they raised their heads one spring, they found that they were both facing the same direction.
Later we actually passed the exam. Back on the day when I took the honor roll photo at school, the fluorescent lights were still cold and the hall was still the same, but I walked over and smiled at him.
This time, I didn't hide.
Intention: A person becomes braver towards himself because of another person.