On the playground, when she was running hard, he would inadvertently slow down and stay half a step beside her.
In the library, she raised her hand to reach for the books on the top shelf, and he raised his arm just in time to brush away the falling dust for her.
After the evening self-study, the two pushed their bicycles through the long tree-lined avenue. The street lights slowly lengthened the two shadows and quietly overlapped each other.
No one spoke first, and no one approached deliberately.
With just a brief glance from her, he turned his head and responded with a light and gentle smile.
The gaps in the formulas on the edge of the scratch paper, the bookmarks hidden between the pages, the alleys deliberately taken away from school.
The thoughts that boys and girls hide in their trivial daily lives are a two-way rush that is not made public.
Intention: An empty campus, a two-way secret love, slowly falling in love in the trivial daily life