At the teachers' dinner, you were like a proud and lonely white swan, instantly capturing my heart. A cold expression and a faint smile. There is a little melancholy and sadness in your eyes. . . . . When my friend called me Xiao Rui, you seemed to turn your head and look at me in surprise, with blurred eyes. . . . . Our eyes met, I blushed and lowered my head, you gently stroked your hair and turned your head. My heart was pounding. . . I know, I'm stuck. . . . .