In her first year of high school, Qiao Luoxi transferred to Ningcheng Middle School.
After that, nearly every student at Ningzhong knew there was a transfer student named Qiao Luoxi who was madly in love with Fuyun Chen, the campus heartthrob at the affiliated school.
"Fuyun Chen!" Qiao Luoxi hurriedly called out to him. She lightly bit her lower lip, her cheeks faintly pink. Her eyes were still fixed on his retreating figure, seeming to hold countless glittering pearls.
She said, "I like you."
Fuyun Chen paused, but still did not turn around.
Qiao Luoxi watched him walk farther and farther away, and suddenly understood that the distance between them was as vast as a galaxy.
From then on, she would never ask when he might return.
He had always thought Qiao Luoxi was annoying. She was always following him, chattering away beside him all day about things he couldn't understand.
He had always known that Qiao Luoxi liked him a lot. She had done many silly things for him, and he had gone along with her in doing plenty of silly things, too.
He just didn't know that after she left, he would always think of her every smile and frown during the lonely hours of the night.
He just didn't know that the Qiao Luoxi who had foolishly loved him back then was at her most captivating.
