This story is adapted from real events.
Boys and girls in their school days all have their own thoughts that they cannot hide, such as secret love, bright love, childhood sweethearts, and love falling from the sky. Every kind of love has a beautiful beginning, but it is not a happy ending. The same goes for this story. There is a beautiful secret love on the campus of Chunguang Middle School. That was a time they could never get back. The female protagonist Song Ge is a girl who likes to sing and has won many awards since she was a child. The male protagonist Lu Huaizhi is an outstanding boy that all girls long for. He has excellent grades since he was a child and the teachers have always liked him. But just because of this, the two met in this high school. Their story is full of youth, but it is also sad and regretful.
Intention: To make a long-term confession - secret love.
Reader comments
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh justiceing and me describing Song Ge playing the piano.
I have a deep understanding of the scene when Song Ge was grinding against the teacher in the exam room. I also did the same during the exam. In the last half hour, I was the only one left in our examination room. I was in a daze with the invigilator until I finished the paper [manual sunglasses with a proud face] (JJ would swallow my ID, so sometimes it was xxsy and sometimes it was xxy [manual crying])
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh justiceing and me describing Song Ge playing the piano.
I have a deep understanding of the scene when Song Ge was grinding against the teacher in the exam room. I also did the same during the exam. In the last half hour, I was the only one left in our examination room. I was in a daze with the invigilator until I finished the paper [manual sunglasses with a proud face] (JJ would swallow my ID, so sometimes it was xxsy and sometimes it was xxy [manual crying])