The first time I met her was in my senior year, and I only vaguely remember some scenes of the meeting: it seemed to be a bridge, with me on this end and her on the other.
"Hello, my name is Gao Fei, happy Gao Fei Fei Fei!" I walked over to greet her, hoping to hear her answer.
She smiled, didn't answer, and stretched out her hand towards me.
Is this some kind of code? Or do you simply want to shake my hand as a friendly gesture? Although I was frightened, I still pretended to be calm and stretched out my hand. When she saw that my hand was about to touch her, she retracted her hand and walked away as if nothing had happened.
Haha, I laughed twice to cover up my embarrassment. "What's your name?" It's time for you to speak now, I thought to myself.
Sure enough, I saw her lips move. But just when she opened her mouth to speak, my legs twitched as if I had fallen from somewhere. Then, then I woke up. Yes, I'm awake!
Some people say that this is called thinking during the day and dreaming at night. But I don't even know her name or what she looks like, so how can I think about it? What dream? Meeting her only existed in dreams, and dreaming about her was just an accident. It was my senior year, and I slipped and fainted on the way to my graduation project. A minor concussion, nothing serious, and then she showed up.
What happened next told me that this was not just a dream.
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