Fourteen-year-old Lin Yinian met her lifelong friend Zhang Jiaxiang on the most ordinary day.
Hypocritical and timid x handsome and dedicated
Love at first sight x love that lasts for a long time
"Hey, what's the name of the man in green clothes on the far left?"
"Zhang Jiaxiang, ninth grader, a student specializing in sports."
"You look so good!"
"That's not the case. Otherwise, how could he be called the campus male god?"
"Is there still something like this? But it's quite appropriate. If I keep reading, I'm going to fall for the campus male idol."
"..."
Lin Yi Nian was standing behind the talking girl, so it was inevitable that he would hear a little bit. She raised her gaze and looked at the people on the flag stand, corresponding one by one. When the eyes moved to Zhang Jiaxiang on the far left, the sun had just risen and a beam of light fell on Zhang Jiaxiang. At this time, Zhang Jiaxiang smiled a little ruffianly. Maybe Lin Yinian had a crooked idea at this time - he wanted to fall in love. But how dare she confess. And so her secret love began.
In the third year after Lin Yinian had a crush on Zhang Jiaxiang, she confessed to Zhang Jiaxiang. But Zhang Jiaxian did not agree. Lin Yinian did not give up. She was no longer afraid and started chasing Zhang Jiaxiang. Lin Yinian chased him for a long time, and there were more and more rumors and storms around him. Later, Lin Yinian gave up.
The third month after Lin Yinian gave up pursuing Zhang Jiaxiang, Zhang Jiaxian began to pursue Lin Yinian.
In the fourth year, Zhang Jiaxian graduated, Lin Yinian came of age, and they were together.
One day, Zhang Jiaxiang saw Lin Yinian being bullied and walked over to comfort him, but Lin Yinian didn't appreciate it either. No way. Zhang Jiaxian didn't leave either. He bent down like a ray of sunshine and said, "Why don't you chase me?"
"Don't you like me? Then don't pursue me." Lin Yi Nian said with a wilted head.
Zhang Jiaxiang shook his head and smiled: "It's quite easy to give up."
Then he said to Lin Yinian seriously:
"Then I'll chase you."
"How's it going?"
Intention: A book dedicated to him.
