Everything is clear.
She knew her family well, knew that the college entrance examination was the only way out, and knew that what stood between her and Qi Lu was not a floor, but a whole life.
But she couldn't help but follow the boy in the science class with her eyes during her senior year of high school.
She recorded every "accidental encounter" in her diary, calculated the distance between their names in front of the red list, and accepted the school uniform from him under the eaves of heavy rain - that was the closest she got to him in her entire youth.
She didn't know that some secret loves were a wrong path from the beginning.
And she took this wrong path throughout the three years of high school without any regrets.
This is a story about "sinking soberly". Not all crushes have results, but everyone who has had a crush has seen their own scenery on that crossroads.
Intention: There is no need to be ashamed of a secret love, and there is no need to deny the value of that heartbeat just because there is no result.