In high school, Wen Yi had a crush on a boy who had a fruitless crush.
On the day of graduation photos, I wanted to confess my love to him. But I heard those girls say:
"Hey, I heard that Xu Jinshen has someone he likes. I don't know if he has confessed to him or not."
At that moment, Wen Yi suddenly froze. She looked at the love letter in her hand that had not yet been handed over, recalled the conversation just now, and clenched it tightly. In an instant, it became a useless piece of paper. She hurriedly walked out and threw the paper ball into the trash can. From that moment on, she vowed not to disturb him.
But when she walked away, she didn't realize that behind her, a boy picked up the love letter she threw into the trash can. He opened it and saw that Wen Yi's residual warmth still remained on the paper. I thought I was writing it to some little bastard, but turned out to be writing it to myself. Inadvertently, he curled his lips.
#How far is the distance of love, from here to the moon#
Purpose: Believe in the country