Chapter 67
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He waited until she was far away before turning around to look at her back.
She was already so slender and elegant.
In the years that he had been searching for her, he had been wondering what she would look like. He had fantasized about what she would look like, but to his surprise, she was so much prettier than he had imagined.
He had the habit of keeping a diary. That night, when he returned home, he had written down his feelings when he found her. It had been a mixture of excitement and excitement.
From then on, he had started to search for her at school and pay attention to her movements.
His diary was filled with information about her.
Her name was Song Qingchun, a second-year high school student, and she was the younger sister of Song Cheng from the next class.
He believed that her real name was Song Qingchun, and her nickname was probably Ting Ting.
She came from a good family and was pretty. There were many boys who chased after her at school, but she was too proud to reject them no matter how outstanding they were.
After being distant for so long, he had almost forgotten how to communicate with others. There were many times when he saw her, and he wanted to talk to her, but he did not know how to do it. That was until one day, when he saw her standing alone at the school gate, looking around like she was waiting for someone.
He stood at a distance and looked at her for a long time. Then, with a sudden impulse, he walked to stand before her and said, "Hello."
She raised her head to look at him, and her eyes were filled with the alienation of a stranger. "I'm sorry, how can I help you?"
He stared at her unwaveringly for a while before asking, "Are you … Tingting?"
"Ting Ting?" Her brows furrowed slightly before she shook her head. "I'm sorry, classmate, you've got the wrong person. My name is not Ting Ting."
Impossible … Even though she had changed a lot in the past ten years, he was certain that she was still the same little girl from ten years ago who had confidently said, "Big brother says you're a bad person, so you're a bad person."
He stared at her and was about to continue when she suddenly raised her hand and waved. "Brother Yinan, I'm over here!"
When she passed him, he reached out to grab her wrist. Before he could say anything, she said, "Classmate, my name is really not Ting Ting. You've really got the wrong person. My name is Song Qingchun."
Then, without waiting for him to react, she pulled her hand away and ran across the street.
It was just a brief touch, but he could clearly read her heart. Who is this? Who was Tingting? Does he look like me?
He stood stiffly on the spot for a long time before he turned around and saw that she was already sitting on a boy's bike and had gone far away.
The joy he felt when he found her turned into disappointment. That night, he returned home listlessly and went back to his bedroom without eating dinner. He held a pen in front of his diary and paused for a long time before he wrote, "The most painful distance in the world is when I keep looking for you, but you forget about me."
That night, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep. It was not until dawn that he realized why he was so upset.
Early in the morning, without brushing his teeth or washing his face, he laid down in front of his desk and wrote another entry in his diary: I seem to have fallen in love with the girl I've been looking for for ten years.
It was probably from that moment that a dream was buried in his heart. That dream was a sentence he wrote in his diary: I have the fortune to meet you in three lifetimes, and I will marry you in this lifetime.
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