Insufficient balance

  Lin Xiaoyu saw Zhang Bo dressed up and went to the library where the girl had made an appointment in her letter. Lin Xiaoyu patted Zhang Bo on the shoulder, encouraging him to do his best, before heading towards the basketball court for team training.

  When Lin Xiaoyu walked out of the basketball court with a big sweat after finishing her training, she found Zhang Bo sitting alone on a long bench beside the school road. Seeing Zhang Bo's lonely figure at this time, Lin Xiaoyu was a little puzzled. Didn't Zhang Bo go on a date with that girl? Why is he sitting here alone at this time, and seems to be very depressed.

  "Xiao Bai." Lin Xiaoyu walked over to the long bench where Zhang Bo was sitting.

  Zhang Bo, who was sitting on the long bench with his head down, heard Lin Xiaoyu calling him and slowly raised his head to look at Lin Xiaoyu.

  Zhang Bo's sudden lift of his head made Lin Xiaoyu slightly surprised. Because Lin Xiaoyu saw a desperate look on Zhang Bo's face, and the tear stains on his cheeks were still clearly visible.

  "What's wrong? What happened?" Lin Xiaoyu asked with some tension. Lin Xiaoyu really didn't know why Zhang Bo, who should be happy and excited for the date, was so sad and depressed at this time. This kind of Zhang Bo, Lin Xiaoyu had never seen before.

  Lin Xiaoyu saw Zhang Bo glance at herself and then lower her head again without responding to her own words, which made Lin Xiaoyu even more worried about her friend. Lin Xiaoyu asked: "Xiao Bo, what's wrong with you? What happened? Tell me?"

  Zhang Bai raised his head again, looking at Lin Xiaoyu with a gaze that she couldn't understand. After a while, Zhang Bai finally spoke up, and Lin Xiaoyu also understood the reason why Zhang Bai was in this state from his slightly choked words.

  Zhang Bo arrived at the library early with a mix of tension and excitement, sitting down in the seat where the girl had agreed to meet.

  This seat is the one that girl mentioned in her reply, leaning against the north-facing window. Zhang Bo thinks this girl is very good at choosing a location, and this seat in front of the north-facing window is in a remote corner of the library. Generally, people who come to the library to borrow books are not willing to walk to such a secluded corner, and even if they talk in a low voice, it will not affect the quiet atmosphere in the library. Zhang Bo couldn't help but secretly admire this girl's thoughtfulness.

  Zhang Bo was increasingly infatuated with this girl, the quiet and book-loving girl had a good literary background, which Zhang Bo could tell from the letter he had read countless times. The elegant handwriting, the elegant words. Zhang Bo could almost recite the entire letter by heart, even though these words didn't express any love, but every time Zhang Bo read this letter, he seemed to feel the girl's emotions hidden deep in the words.

  Sitting in the library, Zhang Bo once again carefully read the pink letter paper from top to bottom before carefully folding it and putting it in his breast pocket. This pocket was the closest place to Zhang Bo's heart, and he seemed to feel that his heart was being slowly burned by this letter.

  Zhang Bo glanced at the clock hanging high on the wall of the library, and there were still about ten minutes before the agreed time. The girl had not appeared yet, and Zhang Bo, who was a bit anxious, took out a small gift that he had carefully prepared for the girl in advance. As it was his first love, Zhang Bo had consulted a lot of information and learned that when meeting with the girl you liked, it was best to prepare a gift for her. So Zhang Bo also spent a lot of thought on choosing this small gift. Looking at the small gift wrapped in purple gift paper, Zhang Bo's heart was filled with expectation for his encounter with the girl.

  When the clock on the library wall pointed to the agreed time, Zhang Bo felt his heart seemed to stop for a moment. He knew why he had this feeling, because of the tension in his heart. The window facing north was open, and the breeze occasionally blew the curtains that were pulled aside. As Zhang Bo felt the cool breeze blowing from behind him, the girl's figure appeared inside the library.

  She was still wearing the neat and clean school uniform she usually wore, with several slightly thick books clutched in her hand. Her lowered bangs still covered her forehead, but the delicate features under her black hair seemed particularly captivating. The moment she stepped into the library, Zhang Bo saw the figure he had been expecting to appear, and Zhang Bo thought that at this moment, she looked better than ever.

  Zhang Bo wanted to wave at the girl, but Zhang Bo found that after the girl glanced at him, she moved her gaze around, as if searching for something. This made Zhang Bo feel a bit strange. Just when Zhang Bo was wondering why the girl had already seen him and was still looking around, the girl slowly walked over to where Zhang Bo was standing.

  Zhang Bo's heart was racing with excitement as the girl approached him, his breathing becoming more and more rapid. As Zhang Bo sat in his chair hesitating about whether he should stand up to greet the girl, she had already walked to the window facing north.

  "Hello... may I ask if you can give me this seat? I have someone meeting me at this table." The girl asked Zhang Bo somewhat shyly.

  The girl's words suddenly made Zhang Bo a head of fog. The tension he had just felt disappeared, replaced by a brain full of doubts and incomprehension. Isn't this seat the one we agreed on? How did this girl let him give up his seat to her? Zhang Bo really couldn't guess what the girl meant.

  "Isn't... isn't this seat where you asked me to meet?" Zhang Bo asked in surprise.

  The girl also seemed to be confused by Zhang Bo's words. She asked in confusion, "I didn't make an appointment with you, did you get it wrong?"

  The girl's words suddenly made Zhang Bo's thoughts become a mess, Zhang Bo took out the pink reply letter from his pocket and said to the girl: "Didn't you write it on the reply letter I gave you?"

  The girl's expression changed to one of great surprise when she saw the pink letter in Zhang Bo's hand: "This... how did this letter end up in your hands? Was it written by Zhang Bo for me?"

  "It's me, Zhang Bo." Zhang Bo didn't expect this girl to not know that he was Zhang Bo himself, which made him feel like the current scene was more dramatic than those in the movies.

  "Are you Zhang Bo?" The girl's face was even more astonished than Zhang Bo: "Then... wasn't the boy who handed me the letter Zhang Bo?"

  Zhang Bo stared blankly at the girl he had been thinking about day and night, watching as she turned and walked away from him. Zhang Bo felt like he was going to die from sadness in that instant... In the moment when the girl turned around, Zhang Bo seemed to see tears welling up in her eyes, which was like a basin of icy water pouring down on his head, instantly extinguishing the passion and hope burning in his heart. Zhang Bo felt like his heart had been pierced by countless sharp blades, causing him intense pain...

  Lin Xiaoyu didn't expect that helping Zhang Bo deliver a love letter would lead to so many things, these things are even more complicated and unexpected than those in the movies. After listening to Zhang Bo's account of what happened, Lin Xiaoyu really had no way to deal with such unacceptable things.

  Lin Xiaoyu went to help Zhang Bo deliver a love letter, but was mistaken by the girl for Zhang Bo. It seemed that the girl accepted Lin Xiaoyu instead of Zhang Bo, who had a crush on her. As Zhang Bo's best friend, Lin Xiaoyu suddenly became his theoretical rival in love, even though Lin Xiaoyu didn't have any intention towards the girl... Oh my god, Lin Xiaoyu felt dizzy thinking about this complicated situation.

  Two boys sat quietly on the bench, their chaotic thoughts fluttering like those bats flying continuously in the already dark sky.

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