At that time, Yan Yan was working as an officer in the Propaganda Department of the Student Union. She was walking to the theater with a stack of posters in her arms. She was sweating as she walked against the huge sun above her head. Her eyes were getting dark. Just as she was about to speed up and rush over, a person suddenly came out and stood in front of Yan Yan. A smiling boy stood in front of him, holding a box in his hand.
The boy said, "Senior Yan Yan, this is for you."
Yan Yan lowered her head and glanced at the box handed over by the boy, then paused: "This is it?"
The boy grinned a little wider and made an impassioned confession to Yan Yan.
Yan Yan: "?"
Eyelids twitching, Yan Yan said: "Um, I'm sorry, I think you misunderstood, I treat you..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the boy: "Stop talking, I understand you. Usually girls are embarrassed when being confessed to. Don't worry, I won't give up. You also secretly like me, don't you?"
Yan Yan sneered: "I'm sorry, classmate, I'm too beautiful for you."
Just as she finished speaking, she heard a "puff" sound coming from behind her. Yan Yan turned around and saw a young man leaning against the trunk of a tree not far away with his arms folded and looking at Yan Yan with a face full of teasing.
Yan Yan's eyes lit up. The man had pointed eyebrows and a straight nose. He was wearing a white shirt and suit trousers with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He looked fresh and clean. Yan Yan felt as if a breeze was blowing in this sultry summer, making her heart flutter.
In Yan Yan's mind, a high school Chinese teacher held a textbook and read a poem on the test paper with great emotion. There was a sentence in the poem.
If we smile before we meet, we have promised each other a lifetime.
Purpose: Lovers will eventually get married and strive to be civilized and good young people