Liquan District, Lanxin Garden District.
In the small living room of the rented apartnt, the incandescent light enveloped the slender figure at the desk.
"Squeak—"
Watching the green bubble on the phone screen representing "successfully sent," Zhang Yan felt as if all energy drained from her, and she heavily sank back into the chair.
"Huff—huff—"
She gasped for breath, and at this mont, the heart that had been suppressed began pounding like a drum.
It’s sent...
I really sent it.
Since her university days, the impulse that had lingered in her heart and been rehearsed over countless days and nights finally beca a reality.
In the past, even dreaming of this scene would wake her in uncontrollable sha.
Now, she had actually done it.
Did he... see it? Would he find it inexplicable? Would it bother him?
A sense of belated panic surged like a tide.
Zhang Yan buried her flushed cheeks deeply in her hands, unconsciously murmuring:
"Tang Song classmate..."
"I’m sorry! I was wrong!"
In truth, she always knew that, to Tang Song, she was rely an inconspicuous middle school classmate.
This vague shadow had long faded bit by bit from his mory over ti.
This awareness had been crystal clear to her since six years ago.
After she tried her best to redo a year, finally getting into Yan City Agricultural University.
She once gathered the courage to go to Yan City University of Science and Technology, waiting at the entrance of the Computer Science building, and after an hour, she finally saw him again.
They t face-to-face, and he calmly walked past her without stopping, without recognizing her.
Afterward, in the library, cafeteria, corners of the study room...
She began to get used to watching him from afar.
She finally discovered that the sunny, outgoing boy, sweating in her mory, had beco quiet, silent, and exceptionally hardworking.
Through inter-school activities, she proactively added a classmate of Tang Song in Computer Science as a friend.
According to that girl, Tang Song is the "top student" in their class, doing nothing but studying and working part-ti, often taking leave.
During sumr and winter breaks, he rarely went ho.
He no longer read comics and seldom played basketball, as if he had completely transford.
She thought, maybe it’s because the girl nad Liu Qingning was missing from his side.
Liu Qingning was such a dazzling, unattainable na!
Since the first joint exam of high school, this na had almost never dropped out of the top three in science in the entire county.
Moreover, she was so beautiful, like a delicate and fragile porcelain doll; even in that inconspicuous corner of Second High School, she would still scorch the eyes with the light she emitted.
And she knew Tang Song liked Liu Qingning very much.
Unfortunately, Liu Qingning was too exceptional and was admitted to Imperial University as the top science student in the county.
She profoundly understood Tang Song’s feeling, that sense of powerlessness of desperately chasing but unattainable, likely just like herself.
Finally, in one afternoon in 2018, she bought a stack of letter paper printed with "Yan City Agricultural University" on the header, wanting to write him a letter of encouragent to secretly slip to him.
But that letter was written and deleted, deleted and rewritten, and ultimately was never delivered.
Instead, on her usual QQ account, she sent him ssages he couldn’t see.
University life quietly passed in such anticipation, stress, longing, and self-growth.
She joined a literary club and made so new friends.
Because of "his na," she began to delve into the poetry and scenery of the Tang and Song dynasties. She learned to write calligraphy, morized many Tangs poems and Song lyrics...
Then ca 2019.
After entering her junior year, she soon learned that Tang Song had started an internship in Imperial City.
He reportedly joined a rapidly growing unicorn technology company, very impressive.
She sincerely felt happy for him because he finally t his moon in the sa city.
Only that pure joy quietly mingled with a trace of loss.
Afterward, during her senior year’s internship, she also ca to Imperial City.
Putting in diligent preparation for a long ti, she fortunately found a fairly decent company.
She saw him again.
He had almost completely forgotten about her.
On the crowded subway line 5, recently, she sat directly opposite him and made eye contact.
By this ti, he had beco more silent, unkempt, busy with the intricacies of work.
Only in front of Liu Qingning would he beco lively again.
The once spirited youth seed to be slowly devoured by the behemoth nad "life."
Before leaving Imperial City after being laid off by Gao Si Education, she considered writing sothing as a final farewell.
Yet still lacked the courage.
In the end, she left him a long, blessing-filled ssage still on QQ.
After coming to work in Yang City, the physical distance grew wider.
However, the spiritual support beca increasingly strong due to the loneliness and frustration of reality.
Her ssages beca more frequent, slowly turning into weekly "tree hole sharing."
She poured out her thoughts, job troubles, life difficulties.
Occasionally, she would also, like an old friend, wish him a better life.
Until later, by chance, she saw from a forr colleague’s social circle a news post about "Century Wisdom" releasing a new generation of personalized learning systems.
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