Secret love is probably the avoidance of looking at each other, the expressionless passing by, the uncontrollable inferiority complex, the ability to lock onto him at one glance in the crowd, the happiness of looking at each other cautiously, the suffocation of having someone he likes, the feeling of your heart when the light hits his face.
The two people's lives had no intersection, but they became each other's worries.
Xu Jingxing: Idiot, do you like me?
Xiao Jinan: It's impossible. Do you like Chen Suihe?
Xu Jingxing: How do you know?
How could I not know? It's so obvious that you like me, but I also like you and you can't feel it. You're still pretending to sleep.
Intention: growth