Two-way secret love | Reunion after a long separation | County literature | A bit sour and sweet
1
Lian Qing and Pei Yu are students in the same school. One is number one in the grade and the other is always at the bottom.
At first no one connected them, but later they thought they disliked each other.
No one knew that Lian Qing had confessed to her on a rainy day and was rejected, and no one knew that Pei Yu had escorted her to school, rain or shine.
After graduating from high school, Lian Qing left this dilapidated town with a bright future and no news from him.
Seven years after she returned to Jiangcheng, she still recognized Pei Yu's face at a glance.
There is no other reason, just because I hate it enough.
"Pei Yu, are you being a bitch? Don't you feel ashamed to lick your rejected suitor?"
Pei Yu held her ankle and nodded casually, but his tone was serious: "Yes, Lian Qing, I am just being mean, and I am only being mean to you."
Lian Qing naturally hated Pei Yu and allowed him to please him in every possible way, but never had a good look until Pei Yu asked her:
"Why do you only hate me?"
She was speechless.
2
At the high school graduation party, after three rounds of drinks, someone mentioned Lian Qing, the top grader in the grade: "I remember that she never fell down in the rankings in the three years of high school. She is so awesome."
The person next to him touched his elbow and glanced at Pei Yu. He suddenly woke up and saw Pei Yu in the center sitting with his legs crossed, his eyelashes lowered, his expression even more indifferent under the dim light.
He felt a thump in his heart and quickly changed the topic, cursing himself for being confused and forgetting that Pei Yu didn't like Lian Qing after drinking, which made him dissatisfied.
Fortunately, everyone was talking and laughing, and the atmosphere gradually warmed up.
No one knew that after the party, Pei Yu rode his bicycle downstairs to Lian Qing's house and stared silently at the bright window.
People came and went, but he and the cicadas hid in the corner and remained motionless.
It's not that I don't like it, it's that I don't even dare to have my name appear on the same occasion.
Purpose: Life needs a breather
