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Crossing the Sea for Love
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I never imagined that I would run into Mu Ge today.
I saw him again. He is the person I like, but there is no dramatic unrequited love story. After work, I hurried to the subway station, wanting to catch the nearest train home. As soon as the elevator doors opened, I rushed outside, weaving through the bustling crowd. At that moment, I seemed to hear a familiar name, "Mu Ge." For some reason, I instinctively turned to look and only caught a glimpse of his profile as he turned away.
He was standing in front of a coffee shop, wearing a black coat over a suit. I could only see his face behind gold-rimmed glasses; it wasn't very clear, but it awakened my memories. By the time I wanted to look again, he had already vanished.
I squeezed onto the next subway train. Usually, when I get home, I start cooking. The sofa is soft, reminding me of the wind from that day. The name Mu Ge is well-known in our school; everyone recognizes him. He is undoubtedly a top student, and no one else has ever appeared in the first column of the academic rankings; that position seems custom-made for him.
During our years in blue and white uniforms, he stood under the national flag to give speeches and passionately spoke from the podium; the school broadcasts featured his original essays; his figure graced the honor roll as a tall and elegant youth...
But I have seen a different side of him. During those high school years, my grades plummeted severely, and feeling frustrated with my pride wounded, I was determined to improve. So, after school each day, when the school quieted down, I stayed in the classroom for an hour tackling what were "difficult problems" for me.
One day, as usual, I stayed an extra hour. When I went downstairs, I saw a boy sitting at the stairwell. All I could see was his back; he looked inexplicably lonely from behind. On a whim, I walked over and tapped him on the shoulder. It was then that I clearly saw his face; he had exceptionally attractive bone structure and always seemed to carry a sense of distance when looking at others. His eyes held a faint detachment. I didn’t mind though; I handed him a piece of candy, saying it might brighten his mood. Without waiting for his reaction, I placed the candy beside him and left.
That was my first close encounter with this top student. About a week later, on my way home, I saw him feeding a cat at the alley entrance. As he looked at the cat, his gaze softened unusually against the backdrop of the setting sun. I couldn't help but steal a few more glances until our eyes met; that softness in his expression instantly turned distant again.
Later on... When I woke up from my dream, it was already morning; it turned out that I had fallen asleep.
It felt as if there was a sense of being worlds apart; one moment I was a high school student in a uniform, and the next I was a Worker burdened by the demands of the workplace. After gathering my thoughts, I arrived at the company.
I heard from everyone that there was an important collaboration to discuss today. However, these matters had nothing to do with me. A bitter feeling welled up inside, but I swallowed it down and quietly focused on my work.
Yet, my mind was racing—what kind of collaboration could warrant such commotion? I shrugged it off, thinking it had nothing to do with me, and continued with my daily tasks. Suddenly, there was a stir in the office; a client had arrived. To my surprise, I looked up and saw him—Mu Ge, the light of my youthful days. I didn't know how to react and awkwardly lowered my head, pretending to be busy.
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