He put his arm around me, and I knew there were many eyes watching me from behind, so I couldn't let it go. I pushed him away several times, but he ignored my feelings and still put his right hand around my shoulder. I looked at his face, was it my memory that was fuzzy, or was he not him?
He walked in front of me, and I followed silently, but I couldn't help it anymore, no, there were just some things that needed to be made clear. "Are you that person? From childhood acquaintance to secret love?"
"I'm sorry." So many years have passed, and the man the girl loved in the past has long changed his appearance. Only the girl is still waiting there stupidly, reminiscing about the past. The girl is unable to find that person, just because your name is the same as his, it seems that she is pouring her lovesickness and thoughts into you. Only at this moment, she realizes that the person in front of her is not the person she loves. From appearance to behavior, she is completely different.