The secret love of adolescence is like the rainy season in June and July.
She couldn't express her secret love, for fear that even silence and closeness would be a luxury, so her secret love became the chaos of Mu An's adolescence.
A confession made when Mu An didn't know the way forward was a "temptation of a moth flying into the flame"
"I like you" he didn't react when Mu An said it, he just replied lightly "Oh"
"Are you kidding me?"
Mu An: "No, so you..."
There was no response in the empty chat box.
Maybe the answer is already obvious
Mu An already knew the answer.
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At the age of twenty-three, on the day we met again, Mu An looked at the back of the passing figure at the door and panicked again.
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Maybe it's like what the 27-year-old said: "Maybe it's the throbbing of youth, like the waves caused by the stones thrown into the lake, which are still rippling."
A girl with low self-esteem vs a boy who redeems herself
Concept: The most humble kind of love in the world is secret love