One week before the high school entrance examination, fate gave Bai Ni a great gift. An inconspicuous software on the mobile phone of her busy mother in the kitchen said, "Baby, don't be angry." No need to interpret, her mother cheated on her.
In his sophomore year of high school, Bai Ni transferred to another school.
In the locker room, the iron cabinet door slowly closed tightly, and the hot wind unique to summer came from the small window. The young man in front of him had his right arm against the wooden door, his left hand supporting his waist, his shoulders slightly bowed, and his blazing gaze made Bai Ni unable to avoid it. Bai Ni raised her eyes to meet his, their eyes met, and a clear male voice said, "I like you."
Only you know the beating speed of your heart wrapped in blood.
Intention: I like you