"I wrote half of your poem, and the remaining half of the rhyme was condensed into the seventeen-year-old who dared not sign."
Lin Mansui was heartbroken when he saw Shen Que for the first time as soon as school started.
I passed him by in the corridor, quietly cheered him on on the basketball court, and secretly stepped on his footprints on snowy days.
Finally, in her sophomore year of high school, Lin Mansui became the math class representative in her class, and she had a more reasonable reason to get close to him.
"Classmate Lin Mansui, do you understand?"
From carefully passing you by, to listening to you calling my name after a long time of planning.
On the day of the school anniversary, Shen Que stood on the stage and looked at her over the crowd.
Oh my gosh, is there a life preserver for drowning in a sea of people?
"Our reunion is like continuing this half of the poem."
Ten years later, Lin Mansui saw Shen Que in a bar.
When he looked at her casually, he was like an ice ball in whiskey, making people palpitate.
"Remember, the math subject representative of the next class."
Suddenly one day, Lin Mansui felt that she still wanted to see the moon from his window.
"Are you chasing me?" Shen Que bent down and asked.
Lin Mansui nodded.
"I don't want anyone to chase me," Shen Que said with a smile in his voice, "If it's you, you can think about it."
Lin Mansui's love-painted trumpet was pulled out. On that day, Shen Que also opened the birthday gift book that had been sealed in memory.
"Suisui, let me be your tide this time."
Thank you for choosing me for twelve years.
Male protagonist's perspective
"The heavy rain rusted in my bones for twenty-seven years, until a beam of sunlight penetrated the moss between my ribs. Later I looked through the sunspot file and found an unsent prominence curled up on page 3047."
Intention: The girl's worries are answered at this moment
