High school love story
That year, the girl was sixteen and a high school sophomore.
The boy was in the same class, and on the first day of school, he was deeply captivated by the girl’s beauty, unable to look away.
The boy excelled academically and served as the class monitor. He frequently approached the girl under the guise of “caring for classmates,” persistently inquiring about her studies and life, regularly giving her study materials, and often slipping a packet of dried plums or a piece of chocolate into her desk. Sometimes, he even handed her a note, subtly expressing his innocent feelings.
The girl was smart and understood the boy’s feelings but pretended not to notice. Every time she inadvertently met the boy’s infatuated and passionate gaze, she would return a natural smile to conceal the ripples of emotion stirring deep within her, then bury her head in her books.
The girl knew clearly that, at this moment, her studies were the most important thing.
Three years later, both the boy and girl faced the first major turning point in their lives—the college entrance exams. The boy, with scores more than twenty points above the cutoff for prestigious universities, chose to attend a regular university.
No one understood the boy’s choice, except for the girl, who knew that she had only been accepted into that regular university.
University life was relatively relaxed, with a romantic atmosphere. Love flourished in this fertile ground, creating vivid and beautiful scenes.
Influenced by this environment, the boy finally mustered the courage to openly pursue the girl. Unexpectedly, this pursuit lasted another three years.
During those three years, every weekend, the boy would ask her out for meals and movies. Whenever new women’s clothing arrived in stores, the boy would carefully pick out one or two items and deliver them to her dormitory. On her birthday or significant holidays, the boy would meticulously prepare a grand gift, along with a bouquet of red roses, to win her heart.
In this way, the boy gradually became known as the campus’s renowned “passionate prince.”
However, the girl always gently refused the boy. Setting aside the boy’s striking looks and his superior family background, the simple fact remained: for six years, from high school sophomore to college junior, he had persistently confessed his love for her without any ulterior motives, with pure and romantic sincerity, unfeigned and genuine, not driven by impulse but tempered by time. What a beautiful and determined pursuit that was!
No one knew what else the girl wanted, perhaps not even she knew which part of her mind was causing the issue.
One day, the girl fell ill and was hospitalized. The boy arrived with a large basket of fresh fruit to visit her, deeply touching the girl.
The girl knew well that the boy was truly good to her. In his presence, she was like a lofty princess, while the boy was the little dwarf revolving around her, always ready to fulfill the princess’s every wish. The princess seemed to be waiting for a sweet kiss that could “awaken” her!
“I’m a bit thirsty. Could you pour me a glass of water?” the girl asked.
At the foot of the hospital bed was a thermos filled with freshly boiled water by the nurse. The boy took a cup, slowly filling it with steaming hot water. It was midsummer, and it would take some time to cool a glass of hot water. Fearing the girl might be anxious, the boy found another empty cup and started to pour the water back and forth between the two cups. His movements were smooth and elegant, full of patience.
In this way, he poured the water back and forth more than ten times, then carefully blew on the surface of the water and finally took a small sip to test the temperature. Only then did he smile with satisfaction, as the water was now just the right temperature.
At that moment, the girl’s heart was profoundly shaken, softening like melting chocolate, losing all its strength. She firmly believed that such a meticulous man was worth entrusting with her life.
In real life, the things that deeply touch our hearts are often those trivial details, yet they require a wise heart to perceive them. Just like a classic love movie, while intricate plots and passionate scenes are indispensable, what truly moves the audience is a tender gaze or a heartfelt line of dialogue.
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