On the day of changing seats, Chen Jingtao really appeared next to her name on the projector. Li Jue sat in his seat, his thoughts drifting to the winter of one or two years. At that time, Li Jue's grades were among the best in class (3). As the leader of the group, she walked into the math teacher's office with her homework book. It seems that in Li Jue's memory, it is nothing good to walk into the office alone. knocked on the door, and the middle-aged woman sitting inside stopped the pen in her hand, turned her head, raised her glasses, and said, "Come in, put the book here" and then came into view of a young boy's face. "A little handsome," Li Jue thought at the time.

Chen Jingtao, this is his name.

In the spring of the second year, Chen Jingtao was transferred from class (4) to class (3). He also integrated smoothly into the class.

In these two and a half years, Li Jue was an introverted girl who didn't like to explain too much. So no one noticed that the person this girl liked was him.

They became the front and back tables, and they got along quite well. There was a time when Li Jue often waited until the classroom was empty and began to silently rummage through the desks. Lifting the lid, there is a neatly placed information book, and she is like a bee falling into a honey pot, gnawing on this small square inch of the world. "Scouting" his notes with others, opening his sketchbook, these unusual actions happened silently. Once, Chen Jingtao left a gray sweatshirt on his desk, and Li Jue stacked it neatly for him.

When this girl faced Chen Jingtao, it seemed that she had changed people. The words bold, which never appeared on her, gradually became clearer. It's just that she doesn't dare to be blatantly good to him.

Like all the girls who are immersed in the "crush", this sad and sweet fortress. Li Jue didn't even dare to look at him more, but he tossed about what he said to her countless times in his heart, thinking about whether he meant something else with this sentence, and whether he was also worried about his feelings.

At that time, before Li Jue had time to understand everything, a graduation photo was frozen with the shutter of the junior high school era.

Li Jue in the graduation photo kept an ugly Tie Liuhai and looked at the camera expressionlessly. Three or four years later, she often took out this photo to others and let them find herself, and Li Jue would still look at Chen Jingtao a few more times.

After graduating, she opened the classmate list that Chen wrote for her, and most of them were indeed some nonsense, "Is that teenager going to cross my youth like this" Li Jue thought.