i have a crush on you

Write to He Shu:

If you are the moon, then I am the one who drives the chariot on the ground.

If you are epiphyllum, then I am a person who waits for time but has no results.

If you are an ideal, then I am an elusive person.

You are He Shu and I am Jiang Tang.

Write to Jiang Tang:

It is very easy to like someone, but it is very difficult to like someone all the time.

But I have liked He Shu for 17 years.

It is not difficult to like someone all the time, but it is very difficult to tell you that you like you.

Jiang Tang has liked He Shu for 17 years, but he never said that I like you.

When I first met He Shu, I really didn't like this boy.Because this boy is a bit too handsome, his eyebrows are specially trimmed, which is very stylish.His eyes are big and bright, and he has a gentle smile.

The only thing I can use to describe him is - Yan Ruyu, a gentleman.

But the most irritating thing is probably those two dimples, which made him gentle and playful.

I envy him.

I also want to get close to him.

It was when He Shu was transferred from the liberal arts class to the science class when he was in the second year of high school. At that time, I didn't understand why he did this.My deskmate Hu Hao said: "This guy is in the top ten in liberal arts, he must be fucking crazy to study science."

I also thought he was crazy.

He can't understand people like me who have been struggling in the middle and lower reaches all the year round.

As soon as He Shu came, he became the object of attention of all the teachers, and I could clearly feel that the top students in the class cast unfriendly eyes on him.At that time, I was just a bystander, and of course I didn't care if I didn't have the superiority of top students.

The first time I have a big memory of him is when I was in chemistry class.Teacher Jiang lost his temper that day. He rudely grabbed He Shu by the collar and dragged him to the door of the class, then slammed the door and shut He Shu out.

Teacher Jiang is a small middle-aged man, he usually behaves decently, but this time he blushed with anger and his neck was thick, and he was almost pulling He Shu, who was a head taller than him, with all his anger.

Although this kind of thing is a bit serious, this picture is really funny.

I was woken up by the sound of sliding tables and chairs, so I don't quite understand what happened before that.I asked Hu Hao, and Hu Hao said: "He Shu beat Jiang Jun's son, and Jiang Jun avenged his personal revenge."

I have heard about Jiang Zezong being beaten.He was hospitalized because of a fight and caused a lot of trouble in the whole grade. As a person who didn't participate in any disputes, I don't know the cause and effect of this incident, but because of He Shu's participation, I was very curious and asked Hu Hao for clarification.

It turned out that the two of them were fighting over a girl named Wei Xing from He Shu's original liberal arts class.I know this girl, she is very beautiful, a group of boys in our class once discussed the girls in the whole grade in private, and concluded: Wei Xing is the purest, Shen Qiao is the cutest, and Ma Wanwan is the sexiest.

Before I fell in love with He Shu, I thought I liked Shen Qiao the most. Of course, this was all just following the trend when I was young.

The rumors of the cause of this incident are: Wei Xing is He Shu's girlfriend, but Jiang Zezong still flirts with Wei Xing, and He Shu hits Jiang Zezong in a fit of anger.

I was quite disdainful of their behavior at the time, and it was really not worth fighting for the so-called love and love.

In this way, I had a first impression of He Shu—pretentious and ridiculous.

Teacher Jiang didn't know why he only targeted He Shu in class, but didn't punish He Shu for this matter.The school seems to have secretly suppressed this matter. Later, Teacher Jiang was transferred to another school, and Jiang Zezong also transferred, and soon this matter was wiped out.

Until the mid-term exam, I never spoke to him.Curiosity towards him was gradually replaced by heavy studies. I only know that he is very smart, no matter whether he studies literature or science, he is always at the top of his grade.He is very attractive to girls, but he always has a lukewarm attitude.The boys in the class thought he was pretending, and they all complained silently behind his back.

After the results of the mid-term exam came out, the head teacher made a major adjustment of the seat.I arranged to be at the same table with He Shu, and now I can still remember the sympathetic looks from my classmates when I moved the table and walked over. After all, He Shu has a paralyzed face in their eyes.The happiest thing in high school was talking short stories in class, and he seemed to have nothing to say.

But then I felt a lightness in my arm, and He Shu took over my table in a blink of an eye, and then he showed a big smile and moved the table over for me.

Even after 17 years, I can still remember that smile.Fearless and warm.I couldn't wait to follow in his footsteps, at that moment I really wanted to know him.

"Thank you." I said after sitting down.

He Shu didn't turn his head. He stared at the book in his hand and said, "No need."

His indifference made me reflect that he is not easy to approach, and it seems impossible to be friends with him.

After the class meeting, the head teacher had a talk with me, and I knew what she was going to say.He Shu's grades are excellent, but my grades are getting worse and worse, and this time I regressed again.It is nothing more than asking me to learn more from He Shu.

I emptied my ears to listen casually.But the teacher in charge didn't ask me to go to the office, and the two of us actually sat on the bench in the garden.At this time, I found that things seemed not as simple as I thought.

"Your grades have regressed recently. Have you analyzed the reason?"

I found that I was thinking too much, I nodded, "I didn't focus on my studies."

"He Shu has good grades, you two can help each other."

I smiled and thought, "What can I do to help him...and he can't do anything to help me."

"Well, I will learn from He Shu."

Bai Chen: "Have you talked to He Shu before?"

I shook my head.

Bai Chen: "Communicate with him more." I just wanted to explain that this person is not good at communicating, but she said again: "His father passed away, and he is a little depressed. Please help him."

At that time, my mind was blank and my heart was tense. I didn't know what to say. I just asked why and told me.

She looked a little embarrassed when she heard my question, and hesitated for a while before saying, "You should be able to understand He Shu's feelings better."

At that moment, I was very angry. I was very angry at Bai Chen's random guessing of my thoughts, I was very angry at her revealing other people's privacy for no reason, and I was angry at her showing sympathy to me and He Shu.

I didn't look at her, and left the garden with what I thought was my dignity.

But I hated others looking at me with colored eyes, but I also looked at He Shu with sympathetic eyes. I wanted to exchange the feelings of losing my father with him, and understand what he thinks and what he hurts.

Pain has become the bridge that connects us, which is incredible to say the least.

The next morning I threw a bunch of steamed buns on his desk.He glanced at it out of the corner of the eye and pushed it over to my desk.

He thought I threw it wrong.

I pushed it over again, "It's for you."

He Shu raised his head in doubt, and looked at me incomprehensibly.

I handed over another cup of soy milk, "I bought it for you."

I thought he would decline, but he held up the soy milk and smiled at me, "Thanks."

When I was in math practice class, I was solving a problem, and he suddenly pointed at a formula I wrote and said, "This is wrong."

I was taken aback, then read the writing process from top to bottom again, and found that there was indeed a problem.When I was looking at him, he had already buried his head to write the questions. I took a sneak peek and saw that this guy had only written three questions. Even a math idiot like me had written six questions.

But how did he know that I made a mistake if he didn't write it?

Has he been watching me write?

I was suddenly a little flattered.

Later, the two of us finished writing the questions together. After finishing writing, he looked at the last few questions I wrote, pointed with a pen, "This, there is a problem with this way of thinking, this calculation is wrong."

"Ah?" I was taken aback for another moment, and hurriedly wanted to read his paper, but he covered his hand and said, "Think for yourself."

I clicked my tongue twice and looked at the questions. At first I really didn't find my mistake, but after dozens of repeated considerations, I finally figured it out. I finished all the questions one minute before the get out of class bell.

Don't think that I am not confident enough in my answers, you have to know that He Shu is a recognized math genius throughout the grade.

I stared at him, watched He Shu look at my paper again, and then he took my paper and passed it to the front desk.

I wanted to have a few words with him after class, but he fell asleep and I didn't even have a chance to interject.

At the end of the day, I have nothing to do with him except in the morning and math class.After I realized his lukewarmness, I became even more curious.He's very cunning, and I'm too much of a playboy.

But my breakfast attack didn't seem to be particularly effective. He accepted it enthusiastically every time, but after the enthusiasm, he was as cold as ever.I could hardly find a reason to talk to him outside of math class.

I almost wondered if this person was trying to get my breakfast! ?

For the first time, I found that it is such a rare thing to chat with someone casually.

In a math class a few days later, our exercises were posted.I found that I was all right, and looking at He Shu, he was also all right as expected. I couldn't help but smile. It is a very happy thing to have the "same style" with someone I am interested in.

But Tu Shangkang felt that this "same style" was a kind of plagiarism.

He is very good at playing reversal tricks. When he started the class, he smiled and said: "This practice is difficult, but there are still two people in the class who got it all right."

At that time, I was happy in my heart, and only the same style of the two made people feel more excited.Tu Shangkang's rare praise made me realize what the pride of a top student is.

The students in the class chattered for a little practice, looking at each other's test papers, trying to find the correct answer from the wrong questions in each other's papers.He Shu and I seemed to be living in another world, sitting quietly in the last row, leaning on the chair, arms crossed.

I admit that this set of pretentious poses is something I learned from He Shu, but I have to say that this feeling is really cool.

"Jiang Tang." Tu Shangkang suddenly looked at me.

I calmly looked at everyone's eyes that came for a moment.Prepare to be praised as "divine."

"Did you do it yourself?"

This question broke my pretentious calmness. I looked at Tu Shangkang in disbelief and said, "Yes! I did everything myself!"

At that moment, I seemed to hear a hint of ridicule, and the classmates started whispering again. I don't like this kind of inexplicable attention but I have to manage my expression. I don't want to look panicked.How they would misinterpret this panic is beyond my imagination.

"You and He Shuquan are the only ones in the class who are right." Tu Shangkang suddenly smiled, "Then I believe that you did it yourself. You must know that you can't lie to yourself."

I almost laughed my teeth out.

"Teacher, Jiang Tang wants to give a lecture."

I looked at He Shu with everyone's "swish", He Shu still maintained the same sitting posture, but his head was slightly raised with a disdainful expression, "7, 13, 14, 21."

These questions are the most difficult questions in the test paper and the questions that I made mistakes in thinking when I was doing it at the time, so I am very familiar with these questions, and the thinking of solving the questions is also very clear.

Tu Shangkang didn't seem to have reacted to this sudden interruption.Before he could understand, I walked up to the podium first. I was tall, so I wrote a "7" on the highest point of the blackboard with a chalk.

I didn't care about Tu Shangkang's expression during the whole process—fortunately, he didn't bother me—I didn't look at anyone irrelevant during the whole process.I stared at He Shu, even though he didn't look at me the whole time.

Finally, after finishing question 21, I saw He Shu slowly turn his head from looking at the window, and the corners of his mouth raised indistinctly.He looked at me, put his fist on his face, and then raised his thumb slightly, making a "stick" gesture.

This man is really boring.

I put the blackboard eraser on the top of the blackboard and walked off the stage vigorously.

After returning to my seat, I said, "Thank you."

He looked at me: "No need."

Then there was a burst of rustling laughter in the class.The jokes on the podium were completely out of our business, and we seemed to have entered another world, you look at me, I look at you, without interference.