A Boy's Moonlight

Woo hoo, it's time to take over. This kind of well-educated boy will always shine in high school.

In fact, I met a boy like this when I was a sophomore in high school. But he is funny and has high emotional intelligence. Inexplicably, we were seated at the same table. Although I was very short, only 1.5 Meters, and he was 1.8 Meters short, I sat in the third row from the bottom. Because there are many people in the class, there are three people per table. I wasn't there for the first night study session with him at the same table. It wasn't until the third period night study session that I showed up and found the handsome guy and his friend sitting in my seat watching the movie seriously. I poked him and he smiled sheepishly and was about to give up his seat. When he smiled, I said to him that the movie was not interesting at all, so I could just sit in your seat. His position was against the wall, which felt strangely safe. I still remember the movie I watched that night, called The Shawshank Redemption. He is on the basketball school team. He is very handsome, with strong facial features, and a naive smile. He is a sunny boy with a broken eyebrow. Sometimes he is a bit naughty when he first gets along with the class teacher. When I was my roommate with him, I always chatted with him, played backgammon after class, and dragged my best friends to watch his basketball games. Even if I missed my bath time, it didn't matter if I took a cold shower at night. He is a physical education student. He is not here for self-study in the morning and comes very late for listening time. Sometimes he passed by me without drying his hair and I smelled the fragrant smell of shampoo. There are always some weird and cute little things on his table. A grinning Bulbasaur, a flippable puppet, and a cup like a flower pot, the green forest thermos cup his mother bought him. Don't you think it's cute when he tells me this? I said yes, that's funny, and I wanted to say in my heart that you are cuter than them all. He has never been in love, probably because his parents are divorced. Although he is a very optimistic big boy, he is still very sensitive inside and will not take the initiative to talk, and few people touch his heart. The two of us often stood and did squats together because we always made mistakes together, chatted, and secretly ate instant noodles during self-study classes. Later, the teacher was caught checking the surveillance system, and we were made to stand in the back to listen to the class. He smiled and said, "Look, I am so good to you. I can't bear to let you be alone, so I am forced to stand with you." My heart skipped a beat. Who said he was an idiot? He was very good at it. I pretended to be disgusted and said, "Come on, you were meant to stand today." He lowered his head again, bent over, and covered his face with a book while chatting with me. Due to my height, he could only bend down and tell me jokes, while I covered my face with a book and laughed secretly. Unexpectedly, the head teacher caught him again and was called to the office to have him slapped a few times. Later, I was his deskmate for two months, from the last semester to the next semester. On New Year's Day, in order to go to the nearest place to watch his performance, I borrowed my position to go backstage and wait for him to perform. He performed freestyle basketball. After he came off the stage, he said, "Hey, what a coincidence, you are here too." I put on makeup that I thought was beautiful. She glanced at him and lowered her head and said, "Well, what a coincidence, I have to leave beforehand." Later, in the next semester, he kept thinking about changing classes. Because of the class teacher, he got his wish and changed classes. He was so happy when he left. I felt like a bloody hole in my heart. I sat in the first seat by the window in the corridor. I tried not to look at him, but I couldn't help but see him happily wandering into other classes. I kept telling myself that I didn't like him, couldn't like him, and didn't deserve to like him. The next time we met was in the physical education class between the two classes. He was playing basketball lively again. I sat on the side of the playground and watched as always. After half the game, he saw me while taking a break to drink water. He teased me again, "Sister Hui, you can also shoot a basket and I will teach you." Later, there is nothing later. It gradually faded away and we no longer greeted each other. □□Space sometimes makes a few comments, and after I rebuke them for a few words, there is no follow-up. I am going to another city to study art in October, and I firmly believe that I will still be able to see him when I come back. It happened that the day I was leaving, he went to participate in the school basketball game. I looked at the forgotten scoreboard on the basketball, and I guessed that he would still remember me. When I came back in January of the following year, I saw him in the canteen. He was still cheerful and sunny. He walked towards me, looked at me and smiled. I punched him lightly on the arm, but he didn't punch him back as a joke like before. I felt a little disappointed. Then I went to the cafeteria to eat without wearing glasses. As a myopic person with more than 400 degrees of myopia, I was surprised to see the boy wearing a black jacket. Next to him was a girl with loose hair that almost reached his shoulders. I attribute all this to my short-sightedness, which must have seen the wrong things. Later, when I passed by their classroom on duty, I rarely saw him, and I rarely saw him when collecting water. The time when I passed by our class was very rare. He later went back to the third floor for breakfast. He brought two bowls of rice to the dining table. A girl with a bright smile sat down opposite him and happily chatted about many interesting things. From a distance, I felt sour in my heart until, well, this is the girl he really likes. Even if I know that he likes to eat sweets, Wangwang snow cakes, sucking jelly, Kobe Bryant, Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba, and watch TV series, even if I know that in English class he publicly teased me about my small hands and fast writing, it was just a joke, even if I know that he may have had a little crush on me, but not much, even if I know that he hasn't been to school for a long time, the last time he came to school was for his girlfriend, I secretly stared at his back for a long time as he left. It's true that I am a coward. I really feel that I am not worthy of such an outstanding and sunny boy. I am afraid of damaging his brilliance, so I wish him happiness and always be dazzling and brilliant.

Now, the female protagonist doesn't need to say that the male protagonist's girlfriend is ordinary, right? Is she herself a peerless beauty and talent? What psychology?

Probably in the first semester of junior high school, I fell in love with a boy. Now that I think about my encounter with him, I think it was quite an idol drama: that year when we were in eighth grade, we were selected to perform at the opening ceremony of the county sports meeting. I heard from the teacher that this opportunity only comes once every two years, and the school takes it very seriously. We went back to the classroom to rest after rehearsal that day. Although I have been dancing since I was a child, my physical strength is not bad. But it happened that I was on my period that day and had been rehearsing intensively at school all morning. My body was in severe pain. I lay on my desk with a look of discomfort on my face. He was at my front desk, as if he was the English class representative handing out weekly test papers. When he read my name, I endured the pain and went to the podium to get my paper. He seemed to notice. After I came down, I continued to lie on the table. He turned around and touched my head as if to comfort me. I was confused. When I looked up, it turned out to be him. He was not good-looking, but the sun seemed to favor him, keeping him in the light. My heart seemed to skip a beat, and then he went to help me pour water. Later, when we started dating, I heard his brothers say that I was his exception. I smiled and said nothing. In this way, we separated and got together, got together and separated again, which lasted until the second semester of the second grade of junior high school. Finally, we completely cut off contact with him because we were going to separate classes. After a long time, his brother came to me and told me that in fact he had not forgotten me. I was stunned. He also said that he was a Capricorn and was very affectionate and matched my Cancer. He asked me if I would consider reconciling with him. I asked if it was him who told you, and he said no. I shook my head and told him that I was too tired. I still had to study and pass the No. 1 High school exam. I didn't have the energy. Now, I am in the third grade of junior high school. I think I have forgotten about him. He has good grades. I think it is better to meet again in No. 1 Middle School. After all, he is not everything to me. I still have to go to the mountains and seas that belong to me. I am working hard now, hoping to be admitted to No. 1 Middle School. Come on!

I have been secretly in love with 7 for two years. The first time I saw 7 was in the school parking lot in winter. I thought he was handsome when I first saw him. Later I watched him playing basketball and watching him playing around with his classmates. I had been secretly watching him for half a year. I confirmed that I fell in love with him when school just started this year. I still remember the handsome boy. When his friend bullied him when he was playing basketball, he said with an aggrieved face, "I am an extremely accurate three-pointer." I can't forget that sentence. This sentence has always been on the top of my WeChat news. During the online class in March, I plucked up the courage to confess to him. He also liked chatting with me every day since I just added him. I didn't know until the beginning of school that he had noticed that I came to watch his basketball every day. It was when I added him that he confirmed that the person watching him was me. I forgot how happy I was at that time. I only remember that day when I first thought that falling in love is not a bad idea. Before that, I had always been single and I had never been in a relationship. But in other words, it's not okay if it's not him. It's not that no one has chased me, so I found that I can't accept anyone other than him. Later, I discovered a lot of things that I hadn't discovered secretly before. I discovered that my height only reached his chest. I found that she loved to laugh... Later, I found out that she played well with a girl in their class. But I just like him and I can't control myself. I thought I could watch him so happily every day. Later, because I will be in the third grade of junior high school in September this year, my grades are not bad, but the grades just above the line are very high. My family wants me to rush to the first grade. They plan to let me transfer to the third grade of junior high school. I don't agree because of him. Today I went to watch him play again. My friend told me that he has a girlfriend. What was it like at that moment? I deceived myself and thought he must be playing for fun. But after the wind blew for a while on the edge of the basketball court, I calmed down. Thinking back, he deleted that girl because of his girlfriend. I gave him one last look and went back to class. This was the first time I didn't watch him play a complete ball game. When I got home, I told my mother that I agreed to transfer. Let this memory be engraved in your heart and hide it in your heart.

It's a pity that I met you in this last year, when the next class was asked to move in at the beginning of school. It was my deskmate who used to fight and fight, and it was a debt of gratitude that owed me a copy of "Charlie IX". I remember that the first time we met was at a basketball game. I already like basketball, so I went to the game happily and saw you. I shared with my friends that I was surprised that you were my former deskmate and now you are so tall. It's the past that can never go back, it's a familiar stranger, it's you. Later, I understood my feelings, which was a person's liking, secretly. I found out that the way I sent my friend home was also the way you went home. It was those traffic lights and the provocation of your brother that I beat up. I found that, no, everyone knows it. It seems that we are destined, but how many times we meet each other, it is not my intention. Gradually, this is no longer secret, but cannot be explained clearly. I want people to know but don't want others to know. Wearing a mask and a hat every time is just to look cool, but what I like is the feeling. It's only been two weeks since graduation. Say goodbye. It's all in vain. I already knew it... Haha. My friend asked you if you were interested in me. You said... No... I knew it earlier. I'm not sad. I'm not a licker. I like Wang Wei's poems, because your nickname is the same as the nickname I used to have. "Red beans grow in the south. I will give you a few when spring comes. I hope you will pick more of them. This is the most lovesick thing..." Huang Wei, I like you. I regret that it is only in the last year, and there are still two weeks, well, the last two weeks. Goodbye!

It's really touching. Secret love is really lovelorn. If you are lucky, she may become his. If you are not lucky, you must bury this secret love in your heart.

Zou Shuai, how are you doing elsewhere? We have no contact at all, and I can never find you again. I have deleted all the people who have anything to do with you, but I have also lost the chance to find you. Have you returned to Enshi? I will also go to Hubei, and I will be admitted to the university there. You must keep your promise, and you must work hard to be admitted to that university. I will go to see you, shining under the stars and wearing the moon.

Secret love is nothing more than looking for someone again and again, taking a few glances silently, and leaving with satisfaction. It is the person who silently liked him in the days he didn't know.

I didn't even dare to open the text. After seeing everyone's comments, I started to take it seriously. I hope that if your secret love does not come true, you can meet your sweetheart again in the years to come. ??