"Are you there? Tell you something."
"Huh?"
"I have a girlfriend. Don't contact her if you have nothing to do in the future. I'm afraid she'll be jealous."
"... I know, why not delete it."
"As you wish."
Lin Qizhen looked at the message sent by the other party on her phone, sniffed, and felt nothing in her heart. It's a pity that those words have not been spoken for three years.
"Jin Fan, I like you, but you will never know."
It seemed that she was in the first year of high school. She was as lively as a rabbit at that time, wandering around the campus, and accidentally saw the photo on the school bulletin board - the news that the volleyball team won the championship. It was a boring topic, but her attention was attracted by a person in the photo, and she couldn't seem to move her eyes away.
It was a somewhat blurry shot of a boy jumping high and waving his hands in preparation for smashing the ball. The boy's hair was different from ordinary people's. It was a bit conspicuously gray. This was how Lin Qizhen remembered this gray head.
She asked everywhere who this person was, and the answer she got was: the captain of the volleyball team, Jin Fan.
She tried every possible means to get his contact information and chatted with him until late at night.
But in the end, she got a sentence: "I have a girlfriend, please don't contact me in the future."
This silent secret love finally came to a unilateral end.
"Biefan, really don't bother."
Adapted based on my personal experience + to the boy in my memories
Concept: A girl's cardamom is always beautiful
