Xia Yi had a crush on someone in her second grade tutoring class. The boy would patiently teach her physics and help her analyze her notes.
When school started, I realized that they were in the same school. The girl had been working hard in his direction, but sometimes her efforts were useless. We can obviously see him every day, but why is he so far away?
In the end, the girl shouted her name thousands of times in her heart, but it stopped on her lips and teeth and was buried in her heart.
When Zhou Yang was in his senior year of high school, he accidentally fell out of a yellowed letter when he was tidying up his room. There were many black parts on it. He vaguely recalled a blurry face, and a thought popped into his mind: "She likes me, right?"
Concept: People who have liked before will still like them again