The first time he met her was on the football field of the playground. She held a book and covered her bloody forehead without saying a word. He walked quickly to him, glanced at her forehead, and frowned: "Wait a minute." She pursed her lips and did not answer. His fading voice reached her ears. After a while, she heard the sound of rapid footsteps, followed by the sound of tearing off wrapping paper. She looked up and saw the band-aid in his hand. She grabbed it, put it on her forehead, and whispered: "Thank you." "It's okay." She nodded softly, and walked towards the classroom. Suddenly she heard; a teammate asked, "Why are you talking to a child so much?" His tone was raised and serious: "You are responsible for breaking it?" "Old Tang is being disrespectful again." Another teammate joked. She held the book tightly in her hand, tilted her head and glanced, and happened to see him throwing the ball. As he moved, the school uniform moved up, revealing the thin skin underneath. The hard lines were slightly softened under the sunlight, and the sweat dripped down, making it look particularly sexy and tempting. There shouldn't be any intersections in the future, right? She thought. But what she didn't expect was that the rest of her life would be all about him.
Intention: Work hard and achieve what you want in your heart
