In the first semester of the third year of junior high school, the classroom where our dormitory students studied at night was changed to your class, and on that day, as usual, I carried a stack of books to the classroom for self-study and put it down first, while my table mate ran to the cafeteria to eat first.

Our seats were lined up, and according to the position of the seating chart, I walked straight to the seat that was lined up for me, and when I got to that seat, God knows how tangled my heart was at that time, it was really 10,000 alpacas running by.

You're packing your stuff, and the seat I'm going to sit in happens to be yours, huh, God is really kidding me, isn't that torturing me?

There were other bustling students in your class in the classroom, and my mind went blank at the time, and I didn't think much of it, and walked towards you with my book. Then obediently stand aside and wait, not daring to talk to you.

As you lowered your head to sort out your books, you caught a glimpse of a person standing next to you, so you glanced up at me, and then this time you were talking for the first time. I remember very clearly, you said, if you are sitting here, then I won't put my books away, it's okay to put them on the table, and I'll put them back in the belly of the table after school in the evening.

Well, you said that, and I was so nervous that I didn't answer, I just nodded, and when you stacked the books on the table and arranged them at the front of the desk, I put my stack of books on the table and left the classroom.

On the way to the cafeteria, my heart was "fluttering", and I felt that I was about to run to my throat in the next second, and the fingers of my two hands were intertwined indiscriminately, and I didn't know how to place them. On the way, I saw other students in my class shouting at me behind me, but I turned a deaf ear. At that moment, my soul seemed to have left my body, and I didn't know which country to fly to.

It was a very difficult lunch, because my mind was full of you, and I didn't realize how delicious the food was, and then I realized how important your position was in my heart.

When I returned to the classroom at noon for self-study, I saw that the one you put on the top was a history book, and it was not your book, because Hyosung's name was written on the cover. Hey, I sighed in my heart, but reality didn't favor me at all, and I was poured a basin of cold water before I could be happy.

Several times I tried to reach for the history book, but I held back, feeling weak like a thief, glancing at my table from time to time. I was afraid that she would realize that I was abnormal, so I finally gave up on taking the book, why? Because I don't want to make myself unhappy.

Since then I haven't bumped into you at noon or evening when I go to put away the books, and every time I do, you're gone, leaving the table empty.

This can't help but make me feel very disappointed, happiness came suddenly, and it left suddenly, and before I had time to warm up that little throbbing, it was gone.

But I can't help it, when our class is finished, and then I pack up the books and materials for self-study, and then go down two flights of stairs to your class, how can you still be there? The first time was entirely because it happened that your teacher dragged out the class that day. Well, I was annoyed that she couldn't have delayed the conversation a few more times.

No, I told me I couldn't go on like this, I had to create some chance that I could see you up close again, and luckily, God missed me again.

That day, the chemistry teacher happened to be scheduled to see the evening self-study of other classes, so she corrected our weekly test paper and gave it to me during the recess. I have to use the desktop to write homework, so I can only put the test papers in the belly of your desk.

Actually, I completely remembered these test papers after the morning self-study the next morning, but I deliberately didn't take them, left them on your desk, and then went to your class to pick them up after I came back from breakfast.

Actually, I was very timid, and I hated to go through that kind of situation, that is, to go to your class in front of everyone to get the test papers, but I wanted to see your heart overcome my fear, and I entered through the back door.

Fortunately, you are tall and sit in the third row from the bottom, and I quickly rushed to your side, and at that time you and your table mates were looking at the test papers of our class and looking at the scores.

The embarrassing thing is that when I arrived, you just turned to mine, poor my chemistry score has not been satisfactory, I remember the test score of 88, although it is okay, but there are more than 90 points in the dozen or twenty. At that time, I felt very ashamed, and I wanted to find a hole to get into, and I regretted my stupid behavior for a while.

So I pretended to be unhappy and said that you shouldn't look at other people's things privately, and then you said with an aggrieved face that you didn't know what it was, so you took it out and took a look.

I didn't have time to say more, so I hurried out of your classroom with the papers.

Looking back now, I feel that I was as stupid as a pig at that time, and I went to great lengths to do such a thing. But I know that if I don't tell me, you will never know, and it will be my secret forever.

But I don't regret telling you now, because these are my memories, I was happy at that time, although you never belonged to me, and you can never belong to me, but I am still very happy to have this beautiful memory. After all, people only have one youth, and they will not come back when they die.

The time I sat in your place was the happiest time in junior high school, and although I only saw you twice during that time, the latter time was an opportunity that I tried to create, but I was still very happy.

Every time I sit in your seat and do my homework, I imagine what it would be like when you sit here, including self-study in class, although I have never seen you look like in class, but I know that you should be attentive in class, not like me, I can't help but wander.

In particular, the Chinese class is simply a hypnotic course, and every time I take a Chinese class, I either wander or get sleepy. Also, our Chinese teacher is a middle-aged fat uncle, and every time he walks to the side, I can smell the dead smell of grease on his body, which is too far from the smell on yours.

I like the smell of you, there's a faint smell that I can't say, but it smells good. At that time, I always felt that I was a pervert, and I would like the smell of a person, and when I thought about it, I was embarrassed and embarrassed. It wasn't until later that I watched the movie "Heartbeat" by chance.

When the female protagonist was young, she liked the male protagonist very much when she saw him for the first time.,So much so that I couldn't help but smell it when I sat behind him when I went to school.。 At that time, the male protagonist hated the female protagonist very much, and thought she was a pervert, but fortunately they were together later.

But movies are movies after all, and in real life, I never expected me to be as lucky as the heroine, and I know that what I like is only you in my fantasy, and I don't know what you really look like.

It didn't take long for us to change classrooms again, and I didn't have enough seats for you, so I was leaving, and I was very sad to think about it, but there was nothing I could do.

Actually, before leaving, I wanted to secretly write a note and stuff it into the book at the bottom of your bag, but I didn't have the courage, you were already Hyosung's boyfriend at that time, and I shouldn't have thought about you.

The second semester of the third year of junior high school was very busy, and at that time, I don't know why, my grades always couldn't go up, and I kept hovering a little behind the twentieth in our class, you must know that when I first came in, the student number was nine, I was not greedy, and the ideal ranking should be between ten and fifteen.

So at that time, I was crazy about brushing questions, and that time became more gloomy, and I didn't like to socialize, especially hate playing with boys, and I didn't talk to boys much in the whole three years of junior high school.

In the second semester of the third year of junior high school, I still have to take the physical education test, and I remember that since the first semester of the third year of junior high school, the recess exercise has been canceled and the long jump has been practiced. So I didn't even have a chance to look at you during recess, and during that time, I probably forgot what you looked like.

It wasn't until a month before the PE exam that I saw you again, but that scene was really hard to describe. That's when we had a physical education test on the playground, and when I saw you, you were doing a sitting forward bend, which was super easy for me, but it was harder for you than climbing to the sky.

I can see that you are already very hard, but you just can't reach it, your hands can't even reach your own feet, it seems that it's not good to be too tall.

And I'm like a fool, standing not far away and staring at you. After you finished the test, you turned around and sat on the mat to put on your shoes, and when you happened to look at me, I could see it clearly, and your face immediately turned red, like a ripe persimmon. And I, quickly turn my head, and no longer dare to look at you more.

Time flies quickly, I thought that I would never have the chance to see you again until the high school entrance examination, who knew that on the day of the official physical education exam, it was another class that took the physical education before our group, and I was very sure that it was not your class. But you're in there, waiting to run fifty meters.

You were still looking back at me a second before the whistle blew, but fortunately you were very fast, and in the end you still passed the full score, I know, you must have been arranged by the teacher for someone else to take the test.

At that time, the relationship between the two of us can be said to be very delicate, let's say we know, we never say hello when we meet, say we don't know each other, and the words you said when I sat in your place before inevitably made me feel that the two of us knew each other. What's even weirder is that every time we meet, we will stare at each other, but we don't smile or say hello.

So during that time I thought it was good that I didn't see you, lest even if I did, both parties would feel embarrassed.

I don't think you have changed at all in the three years of junior high school, whether it is your appearance or your temperament, of course, I really don't know if your inner has changed. Like I said, I've never known you, never.

It's the same mood as Xiao Shengchu, I know you can't get into the best high school, and I, for sure, can, because I performed better in the high school entrance examination than in the previous monthly exams, and successfully squeezed into the top ten, although it happened to be tenth.

I was thinking a lot about it at home that summer, and I was wondering if you would go to the same high school as Hyosung. Later, I heard from my classmates about your grades, which seemed to be okay, but they weren't very good, middle to low.

After I think it's good for me to separate from you in high school, then I don't have to be excited to see you every day, and my mood can settle down, study hard, and strive to go to a better university.

The comfort I had always had was that I liked you, it never affected my studies, because we barely crossed paths, and we had spoken twice in total before we went to high school, and each time it was just a simple question and answer, and nothing else.

I thought things would go the way I expected, and when I got to high school, I would slowly forget about you if I didn't see you for a long time, but God came to torture me again......