Yiyuyunxiao

The last bell of the college entrance examination rang, and Yi Yunxiao saw Peng Yucan at the stairs. In his hand, he held the physics notebook wrapped in a transparent cover—she had flipped through it countless times, but never reached the last page. "Peng Yucan. I like you." The movement of his hand stopped for a moment, he lowered his eyes and said in a very calm tone: "Really? It's a pity that I have someone I like." Her heart tightened suddenly. "... Then who is the person you like?" He looked at her - she seemed to really believe it. "It's you." He turned the note to the last page. There was a line there, the ink was no longer new: When you turn to this page, I have something to tell you. "Written on the first day of my senior year of high school. I've been waiting for you for almost a year, but you've never read it." "Since when did you like it?" He was silent for a while. "I don't know. I already liked it when I found it. I didn't have time to remember the time." She suddenly remembered that in her freshman year of high school, when he handed this notebook to her, his fingers paused on the cover. The same frequency as before I said "it's you" today. "Let's go. Your mother said to have dinner at my house tonight." She followed with her notes in hand. The setting sun stretched the shadows of the two people to the same length. Three years later, all her secret loves were written down on paper, and she finally turned to the last page.