The day before graduation, Duan Shengzheng, like others, sent a classmate list to all his familiar classmates.
Sheng Zhi had a thousand words in her heart, but in the end, there was only one ordinary sentence on the paper: "I wish you good luck in the college entrance examination, a bright future, and advancement."
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Reunited many years later, Sheng Zhi, who was once quiet and gentle in high school, has become more capable and mature. Just like in the memory, Sheng Zhi always looks away first whenever they look at each other.
Then one day, he discovered her secret, blocked her, and made her look at him.
"Shengzhi, you have long taken root in my heart."
"So for the rest of my life, can I walk into your heart again?"
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Small theater:
In the sports meeting of his senior year of high school, Duan Shengzheng signed up for the 3,000-meter long-distance race.
He was warming up before the game started. The radio, which had not been repaired in time, was filled with electronic music, and the voice of cheering words was intermittent, but he heard the connected sentence clearly:
Duan Shengzheng, Class 3 and 4 of high school, this is a cheering message from an anonymous classmate:
May the young man live up to everyone's expectations and be better than the scorching sun.
A story about a secret love coming true, slow to warm up.
This article is dedicated to summer, youth, years, and the boy hidden in my heart.
Purpose: Don't let youth leave regrets