Chapter 1 — Eight Years of Secret Love

On the high-speed train to the university in September, my neighbor who was traveling with me posted a post on his personal page. 【Today, very happy.】 I have secretly liked you for eight years, and finally passed the entrance exam to the same university as you, so I am also very happy. But after trying to suppress my excitement and liking, the post disappeared. I was stunned on the spot. Before I could recover, an identical post appeared again. 【Today, very happy.】 With the mentality of trying it once and seeing how it goes, I clicked like again. That post quickly disappeared again... When that post appeared for the third time, I tilted my head to look at Quy Da sitting next to me. I quietly withdrew my hand that was about to press like again. Because your joy is real. It's also true that you don't want me to like your post. Then don't press anymore. From now on, I will never click again. As if sensing my gaze, Quy Da tilted his head and smiled. "What's going on?" I withdrew my eyes and silently pulled the corner of my lips. "Nothing." After turning my head away, I was still not satisfied and opened his personal page again to look. I was surprised to discover that all the posts I liked had been deleted and reposted by him. "Lan Lan, you just said there were many things you wanted to ask me about school. What do you want to ask?" He stopped what he was doing and leaned closer to me. I quickly placed the phone in my palm, lowered my eyes, and calmly replied: "I forgot." I really had a lot of things I wanted to ask just now. But after discovering that he had deleted so many posts that I liked, I suddenly didn't want to ask anymore. He once said that adults will not easily let their love and hate emotions show clearly on their faces. Now, looking at the posts he deleted and then looking at his smiling face, I believe it. Arriving at school, he knew the way and led me to the place where the admission procedures for new students were carried out. "Oh, didn't you say you wouldn't participate in welcoming new students? Why did you come to school so early today?" The senior completed the admission procedures for me while arguing with Quy Da. Quy Da took the student card and helped me put it into the card case, without raising his head. "What does it have to do with you? If I want to come, I can come." The senior noticed his gesture of helping me, his eyes paused and then asked tentatively: "My God... Quy Da, a living Buddha like you also knows how to help others? What is this girl to you?" Quy Da did not answer her question, just looked at me. Before, he always liked to say I was his neighbor's sister. But I didn't want to be his sister, so every time I corrected him that we were childhood friends, and he was two years older than me. Later, every time I encountered a question like this, everyone defaulted to letting me answer. But this morning's post is still like a needle piercing my heart. I signed my name, raised my head, and deliberately said as if I was angry: "We are neighbors. This time my parents asked him to bring me here." In my heart, I secretly hoped that Quy Da would correct my words like I had corrected him before. But he didn't say anything, just lowered his eyes and turned his head away. If you look closely, you can even see the corners of his eyes slightly raised. I'm feeling lucky. Luckily today I didn't say anything that would make you feel uncomfortable. Luckily we're just neighbors. But that luck made me extremely uncomfortable. This discovery left me almost breathless. The tension on the senior's face eased. She smiled, opened the WeChat friend code and gave it to me. "The junior sister can be friends with me. If there's anything you don't feel comfortable asking her, just ask me." I tried to suppress the discomfort in my heart and nodded. "Yes, thank you." On the way there

dormitory, the senior sent her name to me. 【Vuong Tu Giai】 I was typing my name to answer when Quy Da, who had just been silent in front of his seniors, suddenly mentioned it again. "'Neighbor' sounds so strange." "Haven't you always said before that we were childhood friends?" I put the phone away. Still choked with anger in my heart, I deliberately said: "Is it okay? It's no different." The words that had often come out of his mouth before, were now coming out of my mouth, making him stunned. But it's just stupid. Arriving at the dormitory door, he reached out to hold my suitcase. "I'll help you carry it in." I immediately pulled the suitcase back and shook my head. "No need, my room is on the first floor." "Then let me help you with the steps in front of the door..." Seeing that I had lifted the suitcase myself, his words suddenly stopped. Before I walked in the door, he called me again. "So later, after you finish cleaning, can I take you around the school?" I pointed at the phone. My throat felt like it was blocked by a rock, unable to move up or down. I could only forcefully smile. "No need. Just now, my senior said she was free later and could show me around." "I'm bothering you today, Quy Da... Mr. Quy Da." Quy Da stood motionless on the spot. After recovering, he helplessly laughed. "Lan Lan, why are you so polite to me today?" "Sometimes you call the neighbors, sometimes you call me. When did we become such strangers?" 2 In that moment, I seemed to see again the brother Quy Da who always pampered me since childhood. Looking at his face, I tightened my grip on the suitcase. The anger stored in my heart was almost about to overflow. But the person who was standing in front of me a second ago suddenly turned around and left. It's like the last two sentences are just my own hallucinations. After dinner, the group of new students announced that there would be a class reunion tonight. I sat below, looking at the WeChat account containing my name and his. The details of how cold you were to me today constantly flashed in my mind. Heartbroken, I suddenly decided to change the WeChat account I had used for three years. Ten minutes later, my phone vibrated and a message appeared that made my heart clench. 【Why did you suddenly change your WeChat account?】 It's Quy Da. For a moment, I didn't know if I should be happy because he noticed my small change. Or should I be sad because when I decided to change it, he asked about the WeChat account. Feeling confused, I decided to delete that message and not reply. But the more people don't want to encounter something, the more it happens. The senior in the same major who was invited by the academic advisor to share his learning experience was actually him. Looking at Quy Da standing on the podium, talking fluently, for the first time I felt the distance between us was both close and far. So close that we were only a few rows apart. So far that even though I have your WeChat and can send you all kinds of messages, I still don't have the qualifications to leave a like on your profile. When the class meeting ended, I originally intended to secretly leave through the back door. "Lan Lan!" Quy Da's clear voice echoed throughout the classroom. Amidst the meaningful glances of his friends around him, he walked through the crowd and walked towards me. The roommate next to me used his elbow to touch my back and asked in a low voice: "Boyfriend? Really handsome!" I just opened my mouth, but before I could explain, Quy Da came over carrying a large bag of snacks. "A little gift, hope everyone likes it." Everyone received the items and sat around, their dark eyes constantly shifting back and forth between me and Quy Da. I can't describe the feeling in my heart. Just feeling those searching eyes made me feel pressured

It's so heavy that it's almost impossible to stand up straight. I couldn't stand it anymore, turned around and pushed through the crowd and went out. "Let's go outside and talk." By the lake next to the school library, I sat on a bench, deliberately cold. "Say, what's going on?" He was standing next to me, suddenly bursting into laughter. "Why are you so serious?" He took the opportunity to sit down next to me. "What could possibly go wrong since school just started? I just brought some food to share for the underclassmen to eat." I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, after sitting down. down, he moved a little more towards me. Our two hands resting on the bench were almost touching each other. I think right now I should be nervous, shy, and confess my unspoken feelings. But my body told me that I wanted to stay away from him for a bit. The blood in my body almost froze. He looked at the lake, his voice gentle. "Look, under that bridge there is the black swan that you like the most." "What a coincidence. In May this year, our school just raised them, and in September you arrived." He turned his head to look at me. Her eyes in the quiet night were unusually bright. "Lan Lan, did you know? When I heard that you were coming to our school, I was really happy." A wind blew. Like blowing on a lake, like blowing into my heart. In such an atmosphere, the question in my heart almost automatically popped out. "So this morning, why did you delete the post that I liked..." "Hey! Why are you two here?" The senior suddenly rushed up from behind, patted our shoulders, and interrupted me. She walked to the side and took my arm. "The new student dormitory may be subject to room inspection tonight. Do you want to go back to the dormitory with me?" Not knowing if she heard our conversation or not, I stood up a bit unnaturally. "Then go back to the dormitory first." On the way back, the senior took my arm and walked in front. Quy Da alone slowly followed us. He held the phone in his hand, continuously typing something. While replying to my roommate's message, I conveniently glanced at my profile page. The latest post was just posted by Quy Da. 【Tonight, very fun.】 In the upper left corner of the photo there is a part of my shadow under the streetlight. I squeezed the phone, my heart beating a little fast. The secret expectations in my heart are frantically multiplying. What do you mean? The speculation in our hearts had not yet come to fruition, so we arrived in front of the dormitory building. The light here is a little brighter. I immediately noticed the necklace on the senior's neck that looked very familiar. 3 Noticing my gaze, the senior lifted the necklace. "Do you like this too? But I don't have a link to buy it for you. This was given to me by Quy Da." Quy Da walked up behind, looked at the necklace and then looked back at me. He paused. "Yes, I gave it to you." "But I forgot where I bought it." Of course he didn't know where it was bought. Because this necklace was given to you by me. I've never seen him wear it. It turns out it was because he arbitrarily gave it to someone else? Looking at Quy Da's face, I suddenly felt like I never really understood him. He seemed to notice my eyes. The voice was still gentle as before. "What's wrong, Lan Lan?" I tried to suppress the trembling in my voice, silently pinching my thigh hard, trying to make myself look calm. I shook my head. "Nothing. I'll go first." I almost ran away from there. When he returned to the dorm, there were two more comments below his post. Senior: 【I know what you're happy about.】 Quy Da replied: 【Uh huh, that's what you think.】 Turns out the saying was circulating online: