For Lin Ningkong, secret love, just like her name, is empty in the end, but her heart still beats because of the boy
During an evening self-study session in my senior year of high school, in the quiet atmosphere, there were two heads leaning against each other in the last row, whispering.
"Lin Ningkong, you said I told you such an important thing, when will you tell me your secret?" Yang Wenyu looked at Lin Ningkong with his big eyes open.
Lin Ningkong looked at Yang Wenyu, her heart swelled as if she had been caught. She still didn't say the words "I like you", and said with a smile:
"I'll tell you when I get a chance in the future, so hurry up and do your homework."
I hope I really have the opportunity in the future.
Concept: The intertwining of friendship and youth, the struggle of senior year in high school during the epidemic