Dear Friend

I had my fortune told once when I was a kid. I vaguely remember the fortune teller with a long beard saying: "This child has a life that is bitter at first and then sweet. After 20 years old, everything will be fine. Before the age of 20, water is calamity. According to destiny, there will be noble people to help you when you are a teenager. No matter how many hardships you encounter, you have to get through it." Noble person? Mo Linxuan, will you be my noble one? But why do I get embarrassed every time I'm with you? Everything about you becomes a mess. Despite this, the first time I met you, I felt that you were the noble person I was destined to be. In those painful days, because of you, I had a reason to smile. But noble man, why can we only be good friends. A similar love story that happened on campus may not be so full of ups and downs, love and hate. Read it carefully, and maybe you will also resonate with it. I just want to write the love in my eyes with my heart. That initial throbbing in my heart.