The high school teaching building of Beichuan No. 6 Middle School is very long, with eight classrooms on the first floor. Most of the first-year students are on the second floor. Only Classes 9 and 10 are moved to the third floor, next to the second-year students.
Class 10, Grade 10, is in the second room to the east, and the boiling room and teacher's office are on the far east side, so there are many students walking around during recess, which makes it very lively.
Su Ju is particularly looking forward to the end of get out of class.
Because maybe if you are lucky, you can see that person from the window.
After waiting for a week, I finally saw the man walking slowly past the two windows with a cup in his hand.
Su Ju's eyes were widened, but because of her pride, she did not dare to look directly outside. She could only pretend to look at the class schedule posted next to the blackboard, and then glance out of the window with her peripheral vision.
His body was straight, he never sloppily walked, his eyes never looked anywhere, he always looked ahead. While Su Ju was feeling his unique temperament, he felt a little disappointed. He knew clearly that this was the classroom of Class 10, Senior High School, so why didn't he take a look inside to see if she was there...
This conflicting thought has troubled Su Ju for a long time.
It wasn't until later that she realized that he hated her so much. His indifference made her unable to see clearly, as if two extremes were pulling back and forth, fragmented.
If she could go back to 2015, she would never want to fall in love with someone so humbly.
But, there is no going back.
Intention: In our best years, we have to face the sun.