The tense high school life began in full swing.

Our homeroom teacher is a slightly chubby man, there is always a taste of garlic in his mouth, many male classmates in the class said that they would collectively donate money to buy him chewing gum, I can be described as love and hate him, this will be talked about later.

After the military training, we were reassigned to the same table. The principle is that men and men have a table, and women have a table, and the reason is very simple, I am afraid that men and women will fall in love for a long time. However, there is a class teacher who does not believe in this evil, and he has to have a table for men and women, I admire his courage, the fact is that he has contributed to several small couples, and he is also a good person.

My table mate was a short-haired girl with big eyes, fair skin, black-rimmed glasses, and short hair. She's short, cool and cute, and even in summer, she wears a green gown over her short sleeves. I thought she was this kind of cool girl, never showing her arms, until one day...

It was a hot afternoon, I was walking from the dormitory with a popsicle to class, and seeing that there were still a few minutes left, I hurried back to my seat, where she was already sitting and reading. But I smelled a very bad smell, which was the fox smell. I am a person with poor hearing, but her sense of smell is very sensitive, and after I made careful confirmation, and I thought that she never hugged anyone else, and she had to wear a gown in the summer, I concluded that she must have fox odor. So I immediately hugged her tightly, startled her, and I said tablemate, you know, I'm so happy today, the popsicle thief I bought at noon is delicious, and then smiled at her and let go of her.

She was visibly taken aback by my actions, and she smiled for a moment. I did this in the hope that she would be close to me, that she would feel that I was not disgusted, and that I could not even smell it. In the days that followed, I would hug her whenever I had anything to do, because I felt that was the only way she wouldn't have a grudge against me.

After spending some time like this, we became best friends. Her roommate Liu Sisi also became the same table as my roommate Li Dan, and during that time, we would always visit each other, but most of them were when I went to the small table dormitory, because she loved to be clean and not lively, and rarely came to visit our house.

Later, after getting along for a long time, I found that there was not only friendship between us, but also some competition. When doing math problems, she would cry secretly because she was slow and unthinking, while I pretended not to see and did the math quickly. The first time the results came out, I was 500, she was 700, and the second time I was 300 and she was 500. She's always behind me, always one or two hundred behind, but I know she's following in my footsteps.

During that time, I studied very hard, and I basically didn't have anything else in my head except for memorizing and studying, including Yue. Only when I go back to the dormitory at night, before going to bed, I will think of Yue, and I will pick up my phone to read the news. At that time, in order to seize the time to study, I always ran to the cafeteria, quickly finished eating, and ran to the classroom with my mouth still full. After a long period of hard work, I finally paid off with a gratifying result, and I finished third in my class, in more than 70 of my grade. If I follow this grade, I will be admitted to a particularly good university.

But in the end, all my friends got into good universities, but I didn't. There were so many things that happened that I don't want to remember it, it was a time when I was wronged, not understood, and spurned, and the only time I ever had suicidal thoughts.

And my little tablemate, she is as always, no matter how many people there are, she is not disturbed by the outside world, but is getting stronger and stronger, and her grades are getting better and better, so good that I can't help but envy and jealousy, but I don't hate, because I really like her, I like it very much, maybe from the perspective of today's people, I am a homosexual. Only I know why I like her so much, because there are things in her that I envy, things I want to learn but can't understand.