Academic tyrant Yan Xiyue x academic scumbag Zhou Yi
In Huaicheng No. 1 Middle School, students from the second year of high school went to the third year of high school.
"Zhou Yi, this composition of yours... Was written incorrectly on purpose, right?"
In the summer of Huaicheng No. 1 Middle School, the cicadas are noisy and the test papers are flying.
At the beginning of her senior year of high school, Yan Xiyue was appointed by her teacher to be Zhou Yi's "Chinese Master".
He was always careless in taking exams, and the wrong answers were written all over the test paper; she was meticulous, even the scratch paper was listed in order.
The two people, who should have been incompatible with each other, developed some kind of unspeakable affection in their bickering and competition day after day.
——She found that he would comfort her when she was wronged, listen carefully when she taught him, and become serious after teaching him.
——He laughed at her for being "old-fashioned", and she disliked him for being "childish", but I don't know when she would leave an extra line of comments when correcting his test papers, and he began to read her comments carefully.
"Yan Xiyue, how do you write this question?"
"Read the notes yourself."
"How can you take notes as well as you?"
The college entrance examination is approaching, and reality lies ahead. Her future had already been planned to go to a top university, while his grades destined him to go to another city.
On the day of graduation, Zhou Yi walked to the court with a basketball in his arms, while Yan Xiyue, who was walking in the opposite direction, looked back at him from time to time. He never looked back. She knew it was time to leave...
After college, she secretly browsed through his playlist until she discovered the song "The Most" - the boy and girl on the cover were a metaphor for the two of them.
At a class reunion, someone asked Zhou Yi: "What is your most regretful thing in high school?"
The box suddenly became quiet, and Yan Xiyue lowered her head and took a sip of her drink.
He chuckled——
"What I regret most... Is that I didn't tell her my answer."
"Is it too late to say it now?"
Purpose: I hope we can all meet the person we like most