[Demining reminder: The narrative perspective of this article is alternately switched, including the heroine's first-person monologue and third-person narrative, with the author's retrospective annotations. It is a private youthful thought, so be careful before entering. ]
At a friend's party, someone suggested playing truth or dare.
I don't know if it's just bad luck, but it's always happened to Nian Chunxiao several times. Whenever she visits, she either takes risks or drinks. Her friends are not happy and they ask Nian Chunxiao to tell the truth.
Nian Chunxiao drank some wine, with a blush of early spring on her face, and sensational music was played on the stage. She unconsciously thought of the boy she met in autumn, a boy who had never liked her.
A friend asked: Do you still have contact with the person you once liked?
Nian Chunxiao's eyes were covered with mist. She hugged the wine bottle and said incoherently: "He hates me..."
Intention: Learn to let go