during the first semester of my freshman year, if I didn't take the initiative, Hefang wouldn't have contacted me.

　　He had his own life, his own circle of friends.

　　He was excellent, excelling in his major, and was even named the campus hunk.

　　There were always beautiful girls in his group photos.

　　I went to Nanjing to see him once.

　　His friends asked, 'Hey Fang, who's this little girl?' Hefang said, 'She's my dad's friend's daughter.' At that moment, I was stunned.

　　After knowing each other for ten years, in the end, I couldn't even be considered an ordinary friend.

　　Suddenly, I felt disheartened.

　　But I couldn't give up like this, I was unwilling.

　　I planned for a long time and on the day of Chinese New Year in the winter break, I made a move on Hefang.

　　That day, we were both drinking, but Hefang couldn't hold his liquor and got drunk quickly.

　　I, on the other hand, was unusually sober.

　　As I got closer, he said, 'Wen Zhi, do you know what you're doing?' I asked him in return, 'Hefang, do you know how long I've liked you?' Hefang fell silent.

　　I reached for his buttons, but he grabbed my wrist, causing some pain."

　　I groaned and tears flowed out.

　　He immediately let go of my hand.

　　There was a trace of guilt in his eyes, but maybe I was mistaken.

　　Because right after, he said a nasty thing: "Wen Zhi, you look really ugly when you cry." "It's okay, you'll cry too later." My bold statement didn't work, and in the end, it was still me who cried.

　　But on that day, He Fang was very gentle.

　　In the end, he hugged me and softly said, "I'm sorry I lied to you about my college entrance exam preparations." I ignored him.

　　He sighed helplessly as he played with my long hair.

　　"Stop crying, Zhi Zhi, can I go to Beijing for postgraduate studies?" It's none of my business.

　　I've already decided to let go.

　　Tonight, I'm just giving myself an explanation.

　　After all, after being silly for so many years, if I don't experience it once, it feels like a loss.

　　If I obtain it, I won't yearn for it again.

　　The next morning, before He Fang woke up, I ran away.

　　Oh right.

　　He paid for the hotel bill.

　　I didn't want to owe him, so I paid him back with 200 yuan.

　　But this action seemed to cause some misunderstandings...

　　I deleted all of He Fang's contact information and completely cut off ties with him.

　　According to my high school best friend, He Fang felt humiliated and was "hunting" for me everywhere.

　　He even came to our school.

　　He came multiple times, but didn't see me.

　　The most memorable was in May of our sophomore year.

　　My roommate later recounted to me: that day, He Fang seemed like a volcano about to erupt, wishing he could shred me to pieces.

　　He stopped my roommate and asked fiercely, "Where did Wen Zhi go?!" My roommate said, "Ah, don't you know? She's celebrating with her boyfriend today, 520." "―She went to celebrate with her boyfriend." At that moment, it was like a heavy rainstorm extinguishing the volcano instantly.

　　He Fang stood there stupefied, unmoving for a long, long time.