This is a true story.
The girl named Yi Chu fell in love with a boy who loved playing table tennis and listening to Fang Datong's songs.
Before meeting that boy, Yi Chu had always hated threesomes. Whether it's from the perspective of the two people in love or a third party.
After meeting that boy, Yi Chu still hated threesomes. But she couldn't control herself and kept being the third person, following the boy.
It's not that I'm not sad, it's not that I don't want to cry.
But Yi Chu couldn't cry.
It's not that I'm very strong, and it's not that I don't like that boy enough.
It's just because Yi Chu doesn't know how to cry.
She didn't know what to say to that boy——
"I like you."
So she looked at him like this, recording every expression of his with her eyes.
Happy, sad, excited, disappointed, angry, peaceful.
Sitting by the window and taking a nap in the afternoon, plugging his ears and listening to music quietly.
...
The words he said, the songs he loved to listen to.
The road he has walked and the scenery he has seen.
She kept following, remembering.
Even if there is another her beside him.
It doesn't matter.
Love can be between two people.
It can even be a person's.
She just likes him.
It's not about everyone.
Including him.
"It's not 'one person to watch, two people to blame, three people to travel' but 'one person to stay, two people to blame, three people to travel'!"
The boy's words repeated themselves in Yi Chu's countless dreams at night.
But Yi Chu didn't change.
She still stubbornly sang "One person stares, two people feel guilty, three people swim."
She just hoped that the boy would correct her again.
Moreover, Yi Chu never stayed where he was. She kept following him.
Maybe this is silly.
But Yi Chu thinks it's worth it.
Nothing is enough.
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