As a freshman in high school, I had a very bad personality. I was introverted and didn’t like to talk. After a change of seats, the four of us sat in the first row, with you and me in the middle, and we stayed at the same table for a month.
You are a very low-key and low-key person. If you didn't know each other at the same table, I don't think we would have had more than three conversations.
For the first week at the same table, we didn't speak a word. I'm shy because I'm not immune to a youth with fair complexion and a delicate face like you; you're restrained, rarely speak loudly, and seem to want to drown yourself in the crowd.
The second week, when doing English listening, you suddenly turned your face and asked me, what day is Saturday? I was taken aback, I didn't expect this to be our opening remarks. Signed a six with his finger, ending the first exchange.
Pupu's heartbeat, flushed and hot, I told myself: Hey, hey, he's too reserved, he's just a handsome man.
I really fell in love with you the next day, I made a big joke with the boy sitting next to you, and it turned into an argument. He raised his hand and pretended to hit me. At the time, I thought to myself, huh, you wouldn't dare to hit me. However, the embarrassment of the scene could not help but make people feel that he had made a move. I lowered my head to read the book and did not speak, but my heart was uneasy.
He rushed over. The next second, it was you who stopped him. You say, is it a man, care about girls!
During the self-study that night, I was confused, my cheeks were hot, and my heart was restless. From that moment on, you are the only one in my heart.
Start writing a diary and weave absurd girl dreams.
Start looking forward to going out to school on the day and sitting next to you early.
Begin to miss the classroom, nostalgic for every minute of staying by your side.
Listen to you talk about your girlfriend, help you write love letters to make her happy, play jokes, do homework exams.
You, have a girlfriend, who caught up with you in the third year of junior high school. I didn't know you early enough.
Time flies, a month passes quickly, and when it's time to change positions again, you and I will never meet more closely than the same table.
The third week we were at the same table was the National Day holiday. You are a boarder, not a native. I went to your city on vacation. On the eve of my departure, I wrote in my diary that if I meet you in that city, it means we have a fate, and I will not give up, even if you have a girlfriend. It's a pity, maybe it was destined, and I learned later that you also traveled in those two days. Of course I didn't meet you in your city.
But just listen to you talk about your experience, listen to you talk about your family's specialties. I am very content.
In the last week at the same table, it should be said that since I found out that I like you, I always like to go to school early, sit next to you, take out my book, and want to talk to you very much, but I don’t know what to talk about. Well, after struggling for a long time, the inexplicable opening ended inexplicably, and every conversation made my heart sprouted. How much I like you. But I've always been an ugly duckling.
You must not remember, once, I farted, the fart was very small, but you heard it and you laughed. At that time, my face was red and my ears were red, and I had the heart to go to the ground, and I was so ashamed that I wanted to shirk.
You must not know, the song you copied in my mp3, I have been listening to it, and I will think of you when I hear it. That's my KTV must-order track, but who knows I'm thinking of you when I sing these songs.
You must not know that I once wrote a love letter to you and put it in my diary. That was my confession after I found out that I was hopelessly in love with you, but it became a helpless retreat after I found out that you had a beautiful woman in my arms.
You don't know, after the sophomore class, I often linger at the door of your class just to look at you. When broadcasting exercises, I only focus on finding your figure in the crowd.
I still believe that when I participated in the 100-meter run in the sports meeting, when I passed the curve, it was you who said cheers in my ear.
I worked so hard to get my name into the top 100 on the school's bulletin board so you can see that I'm also very good.
In your third year of high school, you rented a house off-campus, just across from my house. Since then, I am looking forward to meeting you every day when I go to school and after school.
Alas, why you? I, why do I like you so much?
It took a month to fall in love with you, but it took four years to forget you.
You have a new girlfriend, and I still have a crush on you.
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