Then she left, and my legs were so weak that I could barely support myself, and I guess the moment when I was cowardly as a mouse was not cowardly at all because you were not far away. I don't want to be embarrassed in front of you, that's all.

When I met her in the bathroom, I was very scared and ready to be bullied, but she ignored me, and I guess I had forgotten about it a long time ago.

She was enthusiastically asking your little girlfriend what gift you gave her on New Year's Day, and the gifts given by elementary school students in that era were nothing more than cards or something, and sure enough, your little girlfriend replied with a smug face, it was a holiday card.

Seriously, I was jealous at that moment, I pretended to be deaf and left the toilet, but deep down it was very unpleasant, it's funny to say, I knew the sour feeling at a young age.

In the second semester, under the pressure of elementary school to junior high school, I didn't have time to put my mind on you, and it was also from our time that I decided to include English in the junior high school exam, and I learned eight English textbooks in two semesters, which is terrible to think about.

My English foundation is very weak, so I have to memorize words every day, and I don't have time to think about you again. But I know that these are just my excuses, and the real reason is probably because you have a little girlfriend. I don't think I can always think about other people's, it's not good.

Just when I was about to forget about you, I passed by the bend in the school building that day and accidentally crashed into your arms, and God knows how nervous I was, I think my face must have turned red like a monkey's ass. It's good that you're tall, and my face just hit your chest, but even then, I think it's wonderful, it's like a gift from God, oh no, it's a surprise.

I clearly remember your expression at that time, how to describe it, I can't describe it at all, a little disgusted? Oh no, it shouldn't be like that. Be chuffed to bits? Oh no, it's not even like that. To be precise, it should be careless, that kind of indifferent look, after bumping, only glanced at me lightly, and left in a hurry, like the wind, before it had time to warm that little bit of softness, it had disappeared.

I stood still, savoring the warmth of your chest, the boyish smell that lingered around my nostrils for a long time, and I thought, it was the smell of hormones. Of course, I certainly didn't think of the word "hormone" at the time, which I didn't know until I was in college.

That collision reawakened your position in my heart, and I began to pay attention to you again. When I sat in the aisle, the student in front of me was still bullying me, holding a pig-like rubber on my desk every day and laughing at me for being a pig. Oh, it was a hard time, I hated that problem student, but I couldn't help it, I had to endure it because I wouldn't fight with anyone at all, let alone fight.

And you became my only comfort during that time, no matter how annoying he was in front of me, the troubles brought to me could not be outweighed by the joy that your figure when you passed by the window. I fell in love with the days when I sat by the window again, and the girl's throbbing heart was always wrapped around the boy she liked.

The day of junior high school is getting closer and closer, I began to panic, I am afraid that we will not be able to go to a junior high school, I am afraid that I will never have the opportunity to see you again in the future, that kind of feeling, it is difficult to express in words. Before separation, it seems that he has already suffered from lovesickness.

Huge psychological pressure, I fell ill. After lunch at noon that day, I threw up directly, my throat and eyes hurt, and my head was still dizzy, and when Millet helped me back to the classroom, I happened to see you again when I went up the stairs.

The moment I met your eyes, I panicked and quickly lowered my head. I remember very well that another boy next to you whispered in your ear, what's wrong with her, her face is so bad?

I barely finished it, and then you walked away, and I didn't hear what you answered. How I want you to answer is, yes, she looks weak, I'm afraid she's sick, she needs to get better soon, after all, the exam is coming. But I know it's just my dream, and you don't even know how to say that.

Do you remember that year, several key middle schools in the city came down to enroll students independently? It's completely different from the current school district. My grades have always been at the top of my class, so naturally I applied to one of the best middle schools at the time, and I knew very well that you might not be able to pass the test.

But I still saw you when I registered, the teacher handed out the admission ticket in our corridor, you happened to be standing next to the teacher at the time, I took it with a blush when it was sent to me, and before it reached my hand, it was snatched away by Xiaomi, she looked at the photo on my admission ticket and laughed. And I lowered my head and stole a glance at you, and you were snickering, and I could see that you were holding back a lot, but I still saw your dimples.

At that moment, I felt ashamed and embarrassed, I could make the whole world look at my picture and laugh, and I didn't want to be seen by you. But on the other hand, I am glad that you and I applied to the same secondary school, and for this, I was happy for a long time until the test results came out.

As I expected, I was admitted to that city key, and you didn't, which is a pity. I remember very well that while everyone was happy for me, I was very sad for myself, because I was convinced that I would never see you again.

After a summer vacation, I didn't have any channels to hear from you, and I didn't dare to ask Xiaomi, for fear that she would be suspicious and gossip about me. But then I figured it out, it's better if I can't see it, so that after a long time, I can forget about you. Since you can't get it, forgetting it is also a good result.

I went to that junior high school as I wanted, but because it was far away from home, I needed to live on campus.

The first time I entered middle school, the first time I lived on campus, I lived in the first dormitory on the fifth floor, and I happened to be the first to clean the corridor and public washroom. Don't get up early, don't be late, and don't be unclean. The period of military training was a nightmare for me, and I couldn't help crying when I called home, and the sudden discomfort made me germinate the idea of transferring schools.

Later, under the persuasion of my parents, I promised them to adapt to it for another month. Thinking about it now, fortunately, my parents let me adapt for a month at that time, and did not agree to my request to let me transfer schools immediately. Because it was just three weeks after the military training that I saw you.

That day, we were going to another building for music lessons, and when we came out of the school building, we saw you sitting on a table in the hallway on the first floor. I remember very well, you wore a short white T, a pair of light gray slacks, a pair of white sneakers, and a black backpack that looked empty in your hand.

God knows how surprised I was at the time, my eyes almost popped out, I kept staring at you, and you too, my eyes stayed on me, I think at that moment you must be thinking, hey, isn't this our school, although I don't know the name, but it's familiar.

I was very happy in that music class, although I was very unlucky to be drawn by the teacher to go up to sing the national anthem, I sang very fast, and I forgot the words in the middle, thanks to the reminder of the music class representative, I couldn't take everyone's laughter to heart at all, although I was actually a shy and shy person, and I was afraid of losing face.

Because my heart was full of you, and nothing else could be squeezed in. I was fantasizing about how nice it would be if you were placed in our class.

But God obviously won't continue to covet me, we're not in the same class, I'm in the first class, and you're in the ninth class, and the whole grade is a total of sixteen classes. I'm on the fifth floor, but you're on the third floor, so it's rare to see you every day. I missed elementary school very much because I could see you every day, and it was a great blessing for a girl who was easy to satisfy.

The pressure of studying in junior high school was very heavy, so heavy that I only had enough energy to finish classes every day, study in the evening and then go back to the dormitory to sleep. I have to get up at half past five every morning, and I am so sleepy every day, and now I think back to that period of time, and I still have palpitations.

I still see you on campus, and every time I see you, we look at each other closely, because we know each other, we "know", but this understanding is only limited to the fact that we are from the same elementary school. They don't laugh at each other, and they don't say hello.

I don't know if you remember the first time we spoke, but I remember it very clearly, and I will never forget it.

It was a Sunday afternoon, and the sky was cloudy, and it was about to rain, so we were standing at the intersection waiting for the bus.

I'm about three or four meters away from you, and the place where you stand happens to be the platform, but I don't have the courage to go over, you look at me, you look like you want to say something, obviously, you will never take the initiative to greet me.

Just when I made up my mind to stand there and wait for the train, the sky was not beautiful, and it was raining lightly, I frowned, I couldn't help it, and walked towards the platform where you were standing.

When I got next to you, I could hear the beating of my heart, "plopping", very rhythmic. I casually turned my head to look at you, but unfortunately, you just turned around, and when I met my gaze, I panicked, and hurriedly asked awkwardly, hey, hasn't the car come yet?

It seems to be asking you, and it seems to be asking yourself to answer yourself. Fortunately, to my surprise, you answered me, and you said "not yet". Three simple words made my heart flutter at that time, I didn't say anything more, and neither did you. But I know that our state of mind is completely different, I'm very happy, very happy, very happy, and you, probably don't feel anything.

We didn't talk until the car came, and when we got up, unfortunately, there were no seats, there were so many people, and we had to squeeze very close to the door. I was standing behind you, just looking at your back for more than an hour until we got to our destination and got off the bus.

I don't know what you were thinking at the time, maybe it was a good movie, maybe it was a fun video game, maybe even the girl you liked. But none of that matters, because I never wanted to peek into your heart, and what I liked was always the one I fantasized about you.

After getting off the bus, we separated, and instead of going straight to school like me, you went in a different direction and went somewhere else. I didn't know where you were going, so I sneaked a glance at your back and hurried back to school.

To be honest, I was quite disappointed at that moment, because in the car I still fantasized that we could go back to school together when we got off the bus, and then I thought about it, yes, how could you want to walk with a short, thin yellow-haired girl, who could stand next to you, it must be a beautiful woman......