One day, she suddenly asked him: "What was your first impression of me? Please tell me the truth." He looked at her fondly, thought for a while and said: "The first time I met you was probably in the classroom. You threw the table at my place, and I thought to myself: This girl has such a bad temper. After he finished speaking, he felt that she was showing signs of getting angry. The strong desire to live made him add: But now I like it like this. After saying that, I just breathed a sigh of relief and heard her say angrily: Didn't we first meet outside the classroom? I was standing outside at that time, and you had just transferred here. I was talking to you and you ignored me. He thought for a while: Well, it seems like this. "I wasn't in a hurry to follow the teacher, and... I was wrong. " She saw the aggrieved expression on his face because he felt that the explanation was fruitless, and her anger subsided. However, she still controlled her expression and asked in a serious voice: Tell me, what should I do? He: ...