You Told Me You Like Me Earlier

I noticed you for the first time. The sky at that time was gray and there was an imminence of a storm. This is also true. I remember it was Saturday. On Saturday afternoon, school ended at one o'clock in Jiangbei No. 1 Middle School. At first, like the classmates around me, I really didn't like the school's staggered start and finish times. Habits are scary things, I really understand now. Just like working now, people complain about working from 9 to 5. Who would have thought that when I was a student, I also worked from 5 to 9? It rained that day, and after a while, the originally dry and hot road was completely drenched by the rain, and even the air sucked into the lungs had a bit of moisture. I stood in the small shop next to the school and saw you at a glance. You were wearing a blue short-sleeved shirt and a pair of white casual pants. Seeing that the rain was getting heavier, you silently retracted your right foot that you planned to step out. I, who was already bored, just took in all your little moves. His mind was filled with your impatient but embarrassing retraction movements, and he accidentally laughed out loud. The small shop was crowded with students taking shelter from the rain, chatting in twos and threes, and the overflowing laughter quickly dissipated in the muffled thunder that followed. Maybe you also heard my laughter. You glanced at me awkwardly and your face slowly turned red. It feels bad to be discovered. After you glanced at me, my heart rate increased inexplicably. I even felt my face getting hot. I know I look pretty good, at least that's what people around me say. But after meeting you, I developed an inferiority complex I had never experienced before. That feeling of inferiority came out of nowhere. I dare not look at you openly, so I can only observe you with my peripheral vision like before. There was thunder and rain, and the sound of rain became louder and louder. At that time, my peripheral vision was full of you. People around him were picked up one after another. The small shop, which was originally bustling, soon became empty. Later... ——He Yunchu Concept: Having a crush is sour, but liking you is not.