My name is Qi Jue, I don't understand love but I gave everything for my first love. After that, I didn't want to try to love.
I have gone through the first 15 years of my life in an ordinary way. In the first 15 years, I regarded everything as a cloud. The 16-year-old girl who bumped into those eyes that summer will never recover. The 16-year-old girl has a wild dream. When she realizes her throbbing heart, she rushes to you and shouts out like an oath: I am Qi Jue from Class 105, I love you, date me. Looking at your eyes as deep as ink pools, he was obviously shocked, and then he smiled slightly and said: Okay. I was also shocked that I agreed so quickly on the spot. After recalling your concise and to-the-point agreement, um, your voice was so nice too==. When I came back to my senses, I said cheerfully: As my girlfriend, can I know your name? You nodded and replied: My name is Xia Ruo, I am one year above you, in class 112. Then, when I was just beginning to fall in love, I created various clumsy encounters every day, which were ruthlessly exposed in your smiling eyes, but I still enjoyed it. One day, I was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, and suddenly realized that I have changed because of you. Because you like neat short hair, I cut off the waist-length hair that I have had for many years without any hesitation; because you like smart girls, I curb my idleness; because I heard that you are seriously picky about food, I checked the computer and tried repeatedly to cook your favorite dishes on my rest days. In the end, I realized that you were never the one who loved me. Fortunately, the one who loved me was still there waiting for me.