Freshman year of high school:
The young man had a solemn look on his face, and the nervousness in his eyes was hard to ignore: "Jiang Mian, I like you. You can figure it out yourself."
"Huh? What's delaying your studies?"
"It's okay, I'm number one in age."
"I mean it will delay my study."
"I can help you with tutoring."
"Thank you very much."
"The teachers and parents won't let me."
"It's okay, we did it secretly."
"I don't want to fall in love prematurely."
"It's okay, come to me when you think about it."
For a moment, various emotions surged into Jiang Mian's heart, and finally she was disturbed by Chen Yan's shameless reply, which turned into anger, "Okay, stop talking, I don't like you."
N years later;
Jiang Mian stared at the red notebook in his hand and sighed.
"What's wrong?" Chen Yan smiled openly and raised the red notebook in his hand: "It's useless if you regret it."
"It's nothing, just thinking that my graduation gift actually took a lifetime to pay back."
Intention: Become a better version of yourself together