I Can't Help but Get Close to Her

Kan Yuanyuan, a freshman at S University Law School, is 19 years old. I come from a small town in southern Anhui. My parents opened a noodle shop in the town, and my family background is average. She has a younger brother who is in junior high school, and he is always the second child in the family. It's not that her parents don't love her, but all their care has a priority. She doesn't complain and is used to living alone. She attends classes, goes to the library, and works as a tutor. She always carries a small bag of cat food in her pocket. When she encounters a stray cat, she squats down to feed it for a while. He Nanci, a sophomore student in the Department of Finance at S University, is also nineteen years old. The only son of the He Group, he grew up with the love of his parents and older sister. He doesn't talk much and has a gentle and calm personality. One afternoon in October, he passed by the green space behind the law school and saw a girl squatting under an old locust tree feeding a tortoiseshell cat. She didn't tease or talk, she just poured out the cat food and squatted beside it quietly. The wind blew her broken hair, but she didn't brush it away. He stopped. After that day, he began to "pass by" the green space. Seen from a distance, from the window of the management building, from a distance in the cafeteria. He knew her name and that she was always alone. But he didn't step forward or even say his name. He just couldn't help but want to take another look at her - like light heading towards a bright place, involuntarily. Kan Yuanyuan was unaware of his existence. To her, he was just a guy coming and going on campus. This is a story about closeness, gentleness, restraint, and calmness. Two equally quiet people spent a long, long time walking side by side into each other's world.