[Secret Love Be Short Story] Zhan Yizhi & Xu Qianmo (both male and female protagonists' perspectives)
Campus crush ‖ hard to let go ‖ no happy ending
When Xu Qianmo received Zhan Yizhi's wedding invitation, he was studying mathematics papers for his third year of high school.
The white envelope was printed with the word "Happiness" in hot stamping. She stared at the five words "Classmate Xu Qianmo" in the recipient column, and unconsciously drew on the draft paper with her pen tip, and finally sketched out the name that she was familiar with - Zhan Yizhi.
The shadow of the camphor tree outside the window is so dazzling that it looks like the midsummer of my sophomore year in high school.
She ran across the stairwell with a stack of homework books in her arms, turned and bumped into a warm chest, causing the homework books to scatter all over the floor. Zhan Yizhi bent down to help her pick it up. The sunlight passed through the glass window of the corridor and cast tiny spots of light on the top of his hair.
"Classmate, are you okay?" He smiled with two small cheeks showing, and his voice was as refreshing as ice-cold soda.
Xu Qianmo squatted on the ground, staring at his sharply knotted fingers, her cheeks were hot, and she only dared to whisper "It's okay".
Later she found out that he was the sports committee member of his class and was an excellent basketball player. Every time he played basketball, he was surrounded by girls.
She began to secretly watch him play in the playground stands, deliberately chose the same window as him in the classroom, and took long detours to the alley he frequented after evening study. She nicknamed him "Yizhihua" and only dared to write in her diary: "Yizhihua scored a goal today, so handsome!"
She thought that this cautious love would burn like weeds until she saw his wedding photos in her circle of friends. The girl in the photo is smiling like a flower, standing next to him, and the caption is: "Please give me guidance for the rest of my life."
Xu Qianmo pressed the invitation under the math paper. The name that had been drawn countless times on the draft paper suddenly became blurry. She recalled that on the day she graduated from her senior year of high school, she stood in the corridor of the teaching building and watched him and a group of boys walking away arm in arm. After all, she did not dare to call him out and say "I like you."
It turns out that some bravery can only be left to next time; and some next time is forever.
Xu Qianmo has been calling "a flower" for three years, but in the end she only got the wedding sentence "Zhan Yizhi, I wish you a happy wedding."
Her secret love grew like a weed throughout her youth, but it never blossomed into the flower in his eyes.
The young man is like the scorching summer sun, warm and bright, but this light never belongs to her.
She called him "Yi Zhi Hua" (Yi Zhi Hua)
Purpose: Not to be a coward in the next life