He waited until she was far away before he turned to look at her back.

She's so slim.

In all the years of looking for her, he had been thinking about what she would look like, and he had fantasized about what she looked like, but he never thought that she would be much better and more beautiful than he imagined.

He had a habit of keeping a diary, and when he came home that night, he recorded his feelings about finding her, which was really excited and throbbing.

After that, he was at school, and began to search for her voice, keeping an eye out for her movements.

His diary was full of things about her.

Her name is Song Qingchun, a sophomore in high school, and she is the sister of Song Cheng in the next class.

He thought, her big name is Song Qingchun, and her nickname may be Tingting.

She has a good background, she is beautiful, and there are many boys chasing her in the school, but she is very proud, no matter how good the other party is, she refuses it simply.

He had been so indifferent and alienated from people that he had almost forgotten how to communicate with people, and he wanted to talk to her many times when he saw her, but he didn't know how to speak, until one day, he saw her standing alone at the school gate, as if waiting for someone, looking around.

He stood at a distance, looked at her for a long time, and finally didn't know where the impulse came from, so he walked up to her: "Hello. ”

She raised her head and looked into his eyes, full of the alienation of looking at strangers: "Excuse me, is there something wrong with you?" ”

He stared at her intently for a long time before asking, "You...... Is it called Tingting? ”

"Tingting?" Her eyebrows frowned slightly, and then she shook her head: "I'm sorry, classmate, you recognized the wrong person, my name is not Tingting." ”

No way...... Even though she has indeed changed a lot in the past ten years, he is very sure that she is the little girl who said ten years ago, "Brother said, you are a bad person, you are a bad person".

He stared at her, and just as he wanted to continue speaking, she suddenly raised her hand and shook it into the distance: "Brother Yinan, I'm here!" ”

When she passed by him, he stretched out his hand and pulled her wrist, and before he could speak, she took the lead and said: "Classmate, my name is really not Tingting, you really recognize the wrong person, my name is Song Qingchun." ”

Then, without waiting for him to react, she withdrew her hand and ran across the street.

It was only a brief touch, and he clearly read her heart: who is this? Who is Tingting? Does it look like me?

He stood stiffly for a long time before turning around and seeing that she was already sitting on a boy's bicycle and had walked far away.

His joy at finding her turned into a loss, and that night he returned home listlessly, and went back to the bedroom without dinner, and he paused for a long, long time with his pen in the diary, and then he wrote a sentence: The most painful distance in the world is that I have been looking for you, and you have forgotten me.

He tossed and turned that night and couldn't sleep, and it wasn't until dawn that he figured out why he was so sad.

Early in the morning, he didn't brush his teeth or wash his face, so he lay down in front of his desk and wrote another diary: I seem to have fallen in love with the girl I have been looking for for ten years.

It was probably from that moment that he buried a dream in his heart, and that dream was a sentence he wrote in a diary: I am fortunate to meet you in my third life, and I will marry you in my lifetime.