Yuan Qin met Chen Yue when she was eight years old, and they were in the same class and school all the way. It wasn't until she was 17 that the two separated in high school's liberal arts and sciences department. Although they have known each other for such a long time, the two of them have basically nothing in common. The main reason is that Chen Yue is an outstanding student at the school level, with a smart mind, excellent grades, and a cheerful personality. Yuan Qin is the most inconspicuous among all living beings. Her grades are not impressive, her personality is ordinary and a little introverted, and she is just an ordinary little girl.
In the first year of high school, Yuan Qin and Chen Yue became classmates again, and they became deskmates under the manipulation of someone who was thoughtful. As a result, Yuan Qin was forced to experience the feeling of having the god of learning as my deskmate. He was slowly attracted to her, and gradually discovered the gap between the two of them. Because Yuan Qin was often abused by Chen Yue, she felt that her mind was really fake!
When did Chen Yue notice Yuan Qin? It seems that one time, he went to the mahjong parlor to wait for his mother to "get off work", and saw Yuan Qin sitting on a stool nearby doing homework. At first, he felt that this girl was quite serious in her studies, but when he walked in, he saw that she was coloring picture book illustrations. The key was a dog. She just painted it into a rainbow. It was ugly and funny!
When he was a freshman in high school, Chen Yue asked Yuan Qin, "Are you studying liberal arts or science?"
Yuan Qin lay on the desk, turned to look at him, and thought his question was funny, "Liberal arts?"
"So what college do you want to go to?"
"I don't know. Let's talk about it after passing the exam!"
"Then you go to S University. With your grades, you should be able to do it. Their liberal arts major is pretty good!"
"Why? It's too far"
"Because I want to go to S University with you."
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Intention: Face yourself bravely and cherish the present moment
What a bitter feeling, so well written.