I saw him in my dream last night.
I often think that it would be nice if there was another world in my dreams, which would fulfill my wishful thinking that I have been unable to achieve for many years, and fulfill the war and chaos in my youthful feelings.
I have always used dreams as an opportunity to unscrupulously enjoy the sight of him appearing in my dreams.
He has never changed, he is still the same as I have seen him before.
His eyes were clear, and he held his head high against the scorching sun.
I returned to the high school class and sat next to him, secretly enjoying the excellent perspective this position gave me.
This is my dream and I can do whatever I want.
This idea grew endlessly, and I suddenly became even more aggressive.
"I like you."
I liked her for many years, but the time was so long that we lost contact with each other. In the end, my secret love ended in vain.
"I want to be with you."
I have extravagant hopes when I dream, and I fantasize when I wake up.
With the appropriate plot development, we really came together unknowingly.
I can secretly hold hands under the desk.
I can buy a lot of snacks for the people I like.
I can do a lot of things, a lot of things that I don't remember much.
I just remember that I was very happy in my dream, like a jumping rabbit, with the corners of my mouth raised to outer space.
I was involved in his campus life.
We sat side by side on the playground, watching the opening of the Summer Games. He handed over a bottle of mineral water that had just been opened. I took it, my love, and the confession that had been dormant for a long time.
I leaned close to his ear and temples, extremely sincere, extremely solemn, a summer-only confession, what I really wanted to say countless times at that time.
"You are the lonely yet bright star in my winter sky."
This star has always shined in my night sky, never slipped or extinguished.
Intention: You are my first choice.