To him, her existence may have passed him by.
For her, it is love.
A secret love? She had seen his brown hair shining in the sun, heard his hearty laughter when playing with others, guessed his hobbies, and understood his expression of sadness.
But he was still on the edge of his world, in front of the most ordinary passerby.
Although she didn't understand what he did, she didn't blame him. She blessed him as she blessed herself, with such piety and no regrets.
Others may not understand, but only Xi Ci knows. Xi Ye didn't blame Shen Zhenbo, and couldn't bear to use the word hate on him. Because Xi Ye knew that once used, those beautiful memories belonging to them would be wiped out in an instant. This word is too heavy and should not be carried by him, by the person she loved so hard.
Xi Ye × Shen Zhenbo
I wrote my own personal experience in the BE campus article. Maybe my writing style is not very good.
(I just want to simply record this shallow relationship.
Intention: wake up