The first heartbeat in my life was for a boy named Sanhuo.
The first time I met him was on my roommate's birthday. He sang Jay Chou's "Sunny Day" and broke into my world passionately and sincerely.
He simply regards me as his confidant, but I secretly count the little romantic things that he ignores.
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It wasn't until the summer of the next year that he wanted to see a different scenery, so he hurriedly got off the bus at the halfway station.
The night he left, I finally had the courage to confess all my feelings to him.
I hugged him and he patted my back gently, but remained silent.
After he left, I wrote a long love letter.
I said I would wait for him to come back.
Goodbye, but six years have passed.
Not long ago I met him again.
I looked at the young man who was as sincere as before, and couldn't help but write this story about secret love, about me and my straight man Bai Yueguang.
Intention: If we walk together, we will live up to our youth.