Zhang Xinmo's perspective:
I remember it was still an early autumn afternoon. I went to the office and stood next to you, looking down at you. You were crawling on the table to grade homework. Your eyes were big and your double eyelids were obvious. After blinking twice, you suddenly turned your head to look at me. I turned away in panic. From the corner of my eye, I saw you smiling. Your eyebrows were crooked as if there were stars in your eyes. Teacher, are you my hand that can pick the stars?
Zhou Jinyun's perspective:
I remember it was still an afternoon in early autumn. You came to school to see me. We sat face to face in the office, and suddenly we looked at each other in silence. Suddenly, I fell into your affectionate eyes, and it seemed that I never wanted to come out again. Classmate Zhang, you asked me when I fell in love with you. I want to tell you that it was probably much earlier than you thought.