Name Spell

"When you forget a person, should you forget the sound or the appearance first?" 1. Beiyan Middle School, dimly lit old water room. It was raining heavily outside, and Sui Miqing was covered in mud. His trembling, cold-red fingers were about to catch the water. Suddenly a cup was inserted with great force, and Sui Miqing was pushed aside by the boy. "Get in line at the back!" A deep, oppressive voice sounded. The young man was tall and long-legged, with his hands in his trouser pockets and leaning casually against the door panel. He was unruly, indifferent, unruly, and had an aura that was so powerful that it was scary. The boy who intervened obediently went to the back and lined up with his cup in hand. Sui Miqing hurriedly raised his head, fell into a pair of sharp and clear eyes, and hurriedly avoided them. Sui Miqing turned on the faucet. As the cup filled with hot water, her hands became warm. The heat rose up and wetted her eyelashes. She didn't dare to turn her head, but she knew who the person was just now. Sui Miqing moved his cloth shoes covered in mud and water almost imperceptibly, and turned his body slightly. 2. Xi Nanzhan, the proud son of Beiyan Middle School, was a popular person with a prominent family background and top-notch grades. Sui Miqing knew that there was a world of difference between the two. A dazzling pride of heaven, an ordinary one thrown into the lake would not make ripples, has no sense of existence, is boring and mediocre. The day Sui Miqing tried his best to catch up with Xi Nanzhan, he mustered up the courage to take a look at him. "Isn't that the cloth-shoe girl you helped others with that day? She tied you in the ranking." His friend patted him on the shoulder and pointed it out to him. Xi Nanzhan glanced indifferently and didn't care. Sui Miqing admitted that he was indeed very humble, and he had to carefully mosaic even the only photo of the two of them together. No one knows, the secret love that never comes to light is destined to turn black and rot in the soil of youth, die without any disease, and turn into ashes. Only on the day of graduation, Sui Miqing dared to secretly write: May you still shine in the new years. 3. Since then, Sui Miqing warned himself countless times that life is so long, so don't look back too often. Sui Miqing tried his best to forget a person's name. If he forgets his name, he will really forget it. His picture, the only picture she had of him, was a blurry mosaic. Sui Miqing never expected to meet him again in this life. At the class reunion, that man was sitting in the crowd wearing an expensive suit, looking arrogant and cold. An old photo was found and passed around for some reason. In the photo, Sui Miqing was next to a human mosaic. Someone mocked Sui Miqing: "Do you still have someone you secretly like?" The man deliberately disgusted Sui Miqing. He turned around and took the photo and asked Xi Nanzhan, the most successful person in the room: "Everyone is guessing, are you the one who made the mosaic?" Sui Miqing was so nervous that she forgot to breathe. "No." The man was dignified and elegant. He lowered his eyes and denied it with no expression. Sui Miqing breathed a sigh of relief. After the banquet, in the deserted tea room, the young man shrouded Sui Miqing in his shadow and slowly said: "You like me so much?" Sui Miqing pretended not to understand: "What?" He sneered with a frivolous mouth, and said with a playful look on his face: "Why, the person you mosaicd is here, and you still want to deny it?" Sui Miqing's mouth trembled, and he was so flustered that he subconsciously blurted out: "How do you know?" She was so shocked. It was clear that the mosaic was thick and heavy, but no one could see it. It was absolutely impossible! The man stared at her for a while, then suddenly leaned forward, his thin lips almost touching her ear socket. A numb itch penetrated Sui Miqing's internal organs. "Because when you were filming..." He stopped suddenly, his voice low and beguiling. "I didn't sleep at all." The man walked half a meter and thought of something before turning back: "Sui Miqing, stop being a thief. Next time, can you let me appear in the mirror openly?" "You said, in the long river of time, have we been chasing each other and never forgotten each other, or have we already forgotten each other?" The name is the smallest mantra and the longest sutra. ——Song Fangjin ■Note: 1. [The arrogant son of heaven × the sensitive and good girl with low self-esteem] 2. From the heroine's perspective, a secret love comes true/reunion after a long absence 3. Campus first, then city 4. The male and female protagonists double clean and double c, 1v1, HE. 5. Thanks to the cover material: Die An Ye Shui, Lin Moyu (The copy has been saved: 2025.2.16) Purpose: Forever young! Always in tears!