An Xia watched the boy at the front table's short, crisp, black hair brush slightly against his collar, as if it had touched her heart, tickling her.
Turn back, turn back. She quietly made a wish in her heart, and the movie "One Hundred Prophecies of a Secret Love Come True" she watched the night before was still in her mind.
If he looks back the next second, then he likes me!
An Xia spent a whole math class acting out her inner drama, but still couldn't make him look back. She was a little disappointed, but still very satisfied.
Just like she spent her entire youth watching him, silently admiring him from a distance, but never thought of taking the initiative to talk to him. For some people, just looking at them from a distance was enough. If she really turned around, she didn't know what to do.
Purpose: To relieve stress