That change of seats made Ren Yutian feel uncomfortable many years later. She had low self-esteem and was timid, and the continued ambiguity made her fall into an emotional swamp again. As for the man at the front desk, he had always held a disapproving attitude and recognized the central air conditioner. "I'm not trapped, and I know he's a central air conditioner, but... He interacts with me so much, maybe he also likes me a little bit." More than a year ago, because of that person who composed a few love songs for me, I started a secret love. More than two years of self-indulgence, more than two years of ambiguous relationships, more than two years of happiness, suspicion and worry, jealousy and jealousy are all things Ren Yutian can't forget. But in the end, that unremarkable secret love came to an end forever on that thunderstorm day, bringing their story to an end.
Concept: The story really exists. It happened during my third year of junior high school. That high-spirited young man came into my heart in the second year.