That year, she was 12 years old. That day, the sun was just right. She saw him and couldn't help herself after just one glance. Who would have thought that just for that one look, she would miss him for more than ten years.
She performed her one-man show with great seriousness and devotion. She hid this feeling deeply for many years, until it broke out and died, she hid it again. People say that it is humble to like someone. She knows it and has experienced it personally, deep in her bones.
She remembered that she could count everything she said to him in two slaps. She understood that his world was far different from her own. She knew that even though she tried her best to push him further and further away, her persistence had already been indestructible from the moment the sunlight passed through the corridor and illuminated his eyes.
She believes that the origin and destruction of fate have their own destiny. But he said that the journey of life is all about choices. She acted out the process, but she didn't expect the ending.