Chapter 2 — Eight Years of Secret Love

“A post you don't understand is not posted for you to see.” Does it mean that? So the two posts you deleted were also because they weren't meant for me to see? Just as I was looking at those two comments, feeling my chest heavy, a message from Quy Da appeared on the screen. 【You still haven't answered my question.】 After opening your message, I didn't understand why, I clicked on your profile picture. Your WeChat account... Unexpectedly, it was changed to the account I just left! After being surprised, almost instinctively, I typed a few words and sent it. 【What about you? Why did you change too?】 Half an hour passed, I still couldn't wait for Quy Da's answer. But his personal page just had a new post. 【Ha ha, that's fun…】 That's a screenshot when he played a game with his seniors. I stared blankly at the two people chatting with more than twenty comments under that post. But he couldn't take a minute to reply to my message. I sighed softly and laughed to myself. That's it. We were originally just neighbors. The next morning, I was having breakfast in the cafeteria. His phone suddenly appeared with a text message. 【Just woke up.】 You didn't answer, I was too lazy to ask again. The previous question was just like that covered by those two words. About a week later, my mother suddenly sent me two boxes of kiwis. "One box is for you, the other box you give to Quy Da." "They deliberately accompanied my child to school early, we have to thank him." After hanging up the phone, I looked at the two boxes of kiwis in front of me, feeling a bit sad. If it were before, I would definitely be happy to have a reason to talk to you again. But now, perhaps because of the self-esteem of someone in unrequited love, or perhaps because of his hot-and-cold attitude, I'm even a little resistant to texting him. The matter of bringing kiwi was delayed by me again and again, until the day I happened to meet Quy Da in the restaurant. He carried the tray of food and walked straight towards me and sat down opposite. "Is military training tiring?" I shook my head, not wanting to look directly at him. Why do you care about me? "It's normal." He patted the table with his hand. "I saw the list of textbooks for your course, which is similar to ours." "You don't need to order new books, I'll give you mine." I nodded hesitantly. My heart is both bitter and tense. I think maybe because today's food is not to my taste. Why do you help me? “Okay, thank you.” There are so many things I want to ask, but I can't say a single word. After finishing eating and saying goodbye, he quickly carried a large box of books to my dormitory door. I took the box of books and turned to leave. Suddenly remembering about kiwi, I turned around to look for him again. "Can you wait for me in front of the dormitory door? My mother sent some kiwi and asked me to give it to you." It's raining lightly outside. He held the umbrella and stood there nodding. I turned around and quickly ran back to the dormitory. I rushed into the room, grabbed a large box of kiwis and ran out. When approaching the door, there suddenly came the sound of Quy Da arguing loudly outside. 4 "I'm an adult, can you stop meddling in my business?" "Lan Lan, Lan Lan, always Lan Lan! Do you know that from childhood to adulthood, the person I hated the most was her, Phuong Lam Lan?" After angrily hanging up the phone and turning around, he and I, holding a box of kiwis walking toward him, immediately saw each other. The atmosphere felt like the pause button had been pressed. It turned out that the malice I felt on the bullet train that day was not an illusion. Turns out he really hates me. I don't know why, but I felt relieved. Heart all the time

I've always been nervous because of you, but at this moment I've finally fallen to the ground. Just hate me. Wouldn't it be better to tell me sooner? I forgot how I returned to the dorm that day. I just remember the box of kiwis that my mother repeatedly told me to give to him, and in the end I divided them among several dorm rooms. As for your large box of books, I also asked someone to return it later. After that day, we agreed not to contact each other, nor to go home together anymore. Came for a short National Day break. To thank Quy Da for taking me to school, my mother deliberately cooked a meal and invited his family over to eat. While everyone was sitting at the table, I went to the bathroom. When I returned, there was only an empty seat next to Quy Da. Seeing me, he placed the glass of juice he had just poured next to my bowl. But I didn't want to sit over there, so I went behind my dad. "I want to sit here." "Isn't there still room? Why are you fighting with me?" My dad picked up the bowl and teased me as usual. "What's wrong? Sitting next to the handsome Quy Da makes you shy?" Having said that, the four adults at the dining table all burst into laughter. "When she was little, Lan Lan was so cute, every time she saw Quy Da, she blushed." Amid their laughter, I conveniently pointed to a plate of food on the table. table. “I don't want to eat fish.” “Oh my god, you're so talkative.”