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As the day of the technology competition drew closer, Qin Feng and I spent nearly every day in the laboratory. During this time, our collaboration became increasingly harmonious, as if we were connected by an unspoken understanding. Sometimes, all it took was a glance from me for him to grasp my intentions and hand me the tools or materials I needed.
One afternoon, while I was fine-tuning a precision instrument, I suddenly encountered a problem. Furrowing my brow and biting my lip, I found myself at a loss. Qin Feng noticed my distress and quietly approached me.
"What’s the problem?" he asked softly, his warm breath brushing against my ear.
A shiver ran through me as I tried to calm my emotions before responding, "I can't seem to adjust this parameter."
Qin Feng leaned in to take a closer look, his shoulder lightly brushing against mine. In that moment, my heart raced as if it were about to leap from my chest. His long fingers flew over the keyboard, quickly identifying the issue.
"Try this," he said with a smile, confidence sparkling in his eyes.
Following his suggestion, I made the adjustments and, sure enough, the problem was resolved. I turned to him in surprise, only to meet his gentle gaze. In that instant, it felt as though the entire world had come to a standstill, leaving only his deep eyes in focus.
"Thank you, Qin Feng," I said softly, feeling warmth spread across my cheeks.
He chuckled lightly and gave my shoulder a reassuring pat. "We're partners; it's only natural to help each other."
It was these small moments that made me increasingly aware of Qin Feng. Every glance he cast my way and every smile he offered felt like seeds taking root in my heart. I found myself looking forward to seeing him each day and paying attention to his every move.
However, this was accompanied by endless turmoil. Should I confess my feelings to Qin Feng? This question loomed over me like a heavy stone, making it hard to breathe.
I feared that confessing would scare him away and worried even more about jeopardizing the trust and understanding we had painstakingly built. After all, our current relationship was so beautiful. I didn't want to ruin everything because of a momentary impulse.
So, I began to consciously keep my distance from Qin Feng. I told myself it was to control my feelings, to prevent things from becoming complicated.
However, things did not unfold as I had imagined. Qin Feng quickly noticed my aloofness. He became taciturn, and the spark in his eyes gradually faded. Whenever we were alone, an unexplainable awkwardness filled the air.
One time, we were organizing the Experimental Data together. Normally, we would be chatting and laughing during such moments, but that day, the lab was eerily quiet. I stole a glance at Qin Feng and found him with his head down, brows furrowed as if he were pondering a difficult problem.
“Qin Feng,” I mustered the courage to speak, “are you okay?”
He looked up and forced a smile. “I’m fine; maybe I’m just a bit tired lately.”
I opened my mouth to say something but didn’t know where to start. In the end, we both fell silent, burying ourselves in our work.
At that moment, I felt an overwhelming sense of loss and regret. I realized that my actions had not only failed to resolve the issue but had made things worse. I had hurt not only myself but also Qin Feng.
Late at night, lying in bed, I reflected on everything that had happened during this time. The profile of Qin Feng when he worked seriously, the laughter lines at the corners of his eyes when he smiled broadly, his gentle tone when he comforted me... These images flashed through my mind repeatedly.
Suddenly, I understood that I could no longer escape my feelings. Regardless of the outcome, I should face them bravely. Perhaps Qin Feng felt the same way? Even if he didn’t, at least I could express my feelings honestly without leaving any regrets.
I made a decision: after the science competition ended, I would confess everything to Qin Feng. I wanted to tell him how important he was to me and how much I liked him. I hoped he could understand my struggles and accept my feelings.
After making this decision, I felt a heavy weight lift from my heart. I closed my eyes and couldn’t help but smile. No matter what happened, at least I wouldn’t have any regrets.
The next morning, when I arrived at the lab, Qin Feng was already there. Upon seeing me enter, he looked up and offered a warm smile.
"Good morning, Zhao Yue," he said, his voice carrying a familiar warmth.
"Good morning, Qin Feng," I replied with a smile, feeling a warmth in my heart.
We began our work for the new day, and the atmosphere was much more relaxed than in the past few days. I secretly resolved that after the technology competition, I would confess my feelings to Qin Feng. Regardless of the outcome, at least I would have tried and not left any regrets.
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