A Secret Crush with No Happy Ending

This book has been on my bookshelf for two years, and I still feel a little sad when I read it again. It still reminds me of the person I have had a crush on for a long time. He and I met in the second grade of junior high school, and he was my deskmate. Because our school reclassified classes every year, and I was relatively introverted at the time, I was not able to adapt to the new environment. However, he slowly led me to get to know many people, and I still keep in touch with some of them to this day. By coincidence, we were still in the same class for the next three years. At that time, many people around us made fun of us, but none of us really took that step. Later, when he was taking the exam to advance to the third grade in the second year of high school, he made a mistake, and we separated. Coupled with the busyness of the third year of high school, we didn't talk much that year except during holidays. After the college entrance examination, he enrolled in a university outside the province, while I stayed in the province. Even if we had contact information with each other, we were no longer as familiar with each other as before. Later, it seemed that we were going further and further away, and there would be no follow-up to the secret that had been hidden throughout adolescence.

The person I had a crush on when I was a student was also so good and handsome. We were so different that I didn't have the courage to confess. The last time we met before high school graduation, he obviously wanted to say hello to me, but I didn't say a word to him. Every time I think about it, my heart hurts to the point of suffocation. Now that I have entered the society, he still appears. In my dream, although it is a dream, it is still far away. In the dream, I am always chasing his footsteps. Suddenly one night, I dreamed that I finally said to him the words "I like you" that spanned the entire youth period. From that day on, I had a strong premonition that I was about to hear from him. Not long after that, I accidentally searched his Weibo, and he was still there, also in Beijing. Beijing is really big enough, but also small enough. It's so big that we can't meet each other at the next corner, but it's so small that we always think of it inexplicably, thinking that we are back to that age in high school.

I hope my secret love will come to fruition one day

I hope my secret love will come to fruition one day

Yes, it's a pity that there is no if

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Why did you give me a knife... Well, I can't say it was a knife... I feel a little uncomfortable?! But secret love is really a beautiful thing...