Jiang Yueming had a crush in high school. After the college entrance examination, in order to send him a love letter, she ran around the school in the rain like a heroine in a Qiong Yao drama.
I didn't find him in the classroom, but I met a strange boy.
The young man was tall and leaning against the wall casually. His eyes had been on her since she appeared.
Jiang Yueming was desperate and walked over: "Classmate, are you also from Class 10?"
The boy hummed.
Jiang Yueming continued to ask: "Then do you know Zhong Yulun?"
The young man paused and nodded: "I am his friend."
Jiang Yueming's eyes lit up and she gave him the warm love letter in her arms: "Can you give it to Zhong Yulun for me?"
He agreed, and Jiang Yueming thanked him repeatedly.
But he held his lips and smiled softly. He didn't say no thanks, he just said: "If you want to thank me, can you agree to my request?"
"What?" Jiang Yueming's eyes were blank.
"I don't like being called classmate. If you can, please remember my name."
"My name is Lu Beifeng."
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When Jiang Yueming met Lu Beifeng again while visiting the venue where her parents held their first wedding in twenty-five years, Jiang Yueming recalled that experience and felt so embarrassed that she dug her toes into the ground.
Not familiar with him, Jiang Yueming fled in a hurry.
Not long after, he came to the door: "I heard that Miss Jiang is in need of a partner now, would you like to consider me?"
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After they got together, Jiang Yueming found a book "The Art of Love" beside Lu Beifeng's pillow. This was a book she had read in high school and donated to the campus library. Unexpectedly, Lu Beifeng would read this book. Jiang Yueming was surprised to pick it up and flip through it.
But she saw "5.15" Written next to the last sentence on the last page of the book, which was the date she wrote in her own hand after reading it.
This is her book, just with an extra line of notes.
The flowing lines of words are neatly arranged, and you can see the seriousness of each stroke.
"5.15 Is also the day I fell in love with you."
Intention: If you don't forget it, there will be a response