The domineering and affectionate senior dog × lively and funny counter attack on the school beauty
In all these years, I have only had a crush on one person. He was my deskmate in elementary school. I had a crush on him for a short time, about a year or two. I dare not mention his name easily, and when I mention him to others, I will only use "him" instead.
Some people say that I have no feelings for boys, have never fallen in love early, and have never mentioned the person I like. Yes, I like him, and only I should know that.
When I went to college, I met Jiang Yu, a boy I had a crush on in elementary school.
My mind was drawn back to myself in fifth grade 7 years ago. At that time, I always performed various behaviors to enhance my sense of existence. I worked hard to get better grades and better piano playing, just so that the teacher could praise me a few words and he could look back at me with everyone else. In the evening, I would come up with various topics in advance, phrase them in my mind over and over again, and seize the opportunity to strike up a conversation with him the next day. Seeing the way he looked at me and chatted with me, I was both happy and nervous at the same time. But after all, I was too reserved at that time. I didn't say "I like you" until the day he transferred to another school. He skipped a grade and went to the first grade of junior high school.
When we graduated from sixth grade, he went back to our school for the graduation ceremony. The classmates wrote each other's classmates' records, and I dared to go to all the boys in our class except him. I just don't dare to look for him. I haven't seen him for a year. I don't know if he is still willing to communicate with me. I'm afraid that my enthusiasm will be exchanged for his coldness and perfunctoryness. I hope that in my impression he is always talking and laughing with me. I was afraid that he would be indifferent. During the entire graduation ceremony, I secretly paid attention to him. As long as his figure appeared in the peripheral vision, my heartbeat would speed up. Whenever I hear his voice, I will listen carefully and remember every word.
After graduation, I thought we would never meet again. As time goes by, he occasionally comes to chat with me on the phone, and I no longer get excited. When I was in the third grade of junior high school, I was shopping outside the school gate and ran into his long-lost figure in the store. I was surprised to find that I was still nervous when I learned that he was admitted to a high school not far from my junior high school.
I also studied hard and went to the same school as him. I don't know if it's because I'm busy with studies, or because we just don't have the chance. I didn't see him even once in three years of high school.
I hadn't seen him for three years, but I never thought that he, who was so good at science, would choose liberal arts and become my senior. I put away the confidence and madness that I once had, I no longer took the initiative with him, and I avoided activities that might interact with him. But he seemed to be very interested in me and found various reasons to come to me. So will I continue to choose him?
Intention: follow your heart and do what you think.
