In the first grade, a special new classmate, Shi Jia, broke into my life. He was so indifferent that I seldom noticed... In fifth grade, the two sisters asked me: "Yiyi, who do you like in the class?" I was stunned, frowning. After thinking for a long time: "I like Shi Jia." My voice echoed in the room, but I was stunned. I heard the two of them laughing, and then I realized: "Oh, no, no, no, I mean I only like him a little bit. Don't get me wrong..." "A little bit, hahahahaha..." Their voices rang instantly, and my face suddenly turned red... That day he glanced at me: "I don't like you!"...
Intention: I was standing in the crowd and you glanced in my direction and I panicked.
Because I don't know whether you are looking at me or someone else.