The senior year of high school is supposed to be the end of middle school life. You should only swim in the sea of questions and test papers.
But you just showed up, making me forget to study and only think about you.
The first time we met, you didn't give me any time to be in a daze, leaving only your handsome back.
The first time you left school, you bought a bottle of brown sugar water and said to me in surprise, "Don't you have a stomachache?"
You took the heavy bag from my hand and said that girls shouldn't do such things.
You called me Zao Zao, but in the next sentence you asked flatly if my name was Su Zao.
You politely refused to go home with her because of my trembling.
When I ran 800 meters, you held me in your arms at the finish line and never let go.
You gave me warmth and an unbreakable youth time.
She also gave me hurt and despair caused by her.
I couldn't bear to say that goodbye.
Then I looked up at you and met your gentle gaze again.
But you said softly, apply for X University, I will go with you.
Ask yourself where you want to go, I don't know until I meet you.
We went all the way around to meet you, and I understand your importance better than anyone else.
Time flies and I really want to spend another three years with you.
Then embrace you, every dark and sunny day.