In order to have more topics to talk to the boy I like, I memorized the unpronounceable names of NBA stars on the bed with a desk lamp on, just like memorizing English words.
On the first day of my freshman year of high school, I fell in love with Li Boyi at first sight because of a basketball magazine.
He thought I also liked basketball and the NBA. In order to have more topics to talk to him, I lied. I did not deny it, nor did I tell him that the magazine actually belonged to my brother. In order to make up for the lie, I spent most of my pocket money to buy a bunch of basketball magazines and stayed up late at night memorizing the names of stars and teams.
When I learned that he wanted to go to college in Xi'an, I silently put sticky notes about Xi'an everywhere I looked. I thought that as long as I worked hard, I could get closer to him. When I got closer, my diary was filled with his initials. I liked him for 4 years...
Later, I heard that he had a girlfriend. I comforted myself that secret love itself is like this. You take ninety-nine steps towards him, but he will never know.
He is the light of my youth. My eyes have always followed him. He is everything in my youth. In front of him, I am small, inferior and timid.
But I don't know that I am also the whole of someone else's youth, the light of his youth, that deskmate who calls me Haruko Akagi, that boy who looks like Ryota Miyagi. He never said he liked me, but everything he did was like a confession.
It turns out that during those years when I was chasing the light, someone was also chasing me.
You think I like basketball, but actually I only like you
I thought you knew nothing, but actually you know everything
Purpose: Secret love for youth