The first time I saw him was at the opening ceremony of the freshman year of high school. He had neat short hair and a clean uniform. I stood in the third row of the class and looked up at him.
The second time I saw him was in the classroom of Class 18 on the fourth floor of Teaching Building No. 1. He was leaning on his chin with his right hand and looking at the oleanders outside the window in a daze.
"Qing Luo, do you like him?"
"No, I didn't."
How could he not like such a dazzling person?
How dare he approach such a dazzling person.
How could you fall in love with such a dazzling person?
"Let me meet you, Lu Huai, Class 18, Grade 1"
Concept: Youth and you