Recording Mr. Jin through my eyes

First meeting

June 9, 2012, was supposed to be an ordinary day like any other. But suddenly, inexplicably, I turned on the TV. I'm not a big fan of watching TV because I never really like the shows. I aimlessly flipped through the channels, trying to find something lighthearted to pass the time. Suddenly, I switched to Hunan TV's "Happy Camp." I'd never seen or heard of this variety show before, but the title made me think it must be funny, so I decided to watch it. At that moment, I truly never imagined that you would appear in my world like that.
The show started with the host introducing a group I didn't recognize. I considered switching to another show, but I decided to keep watching. First, they introduced the members, then the group performed. While watching, I didn't pay attention to anyone else's voices or movements; I only noticed you. It was love at first sight. Before that, I never believed love at first sight could happen to me. The first time I saw you, my heart skipped a beat. Your first impression was a blend of youthful innocence and maturity. The first time I saw your smile, it was like the winter sun, giving me a warm feeling. When I heard you sing, I felt like I was falling for you. A face with defined features, a cat-like mouth, long eyelashes, prominent cheekbones, a beautiful voice, confident demeanor, and just the right height. Before meeting you, I had no standards for choosing a boyfriend; after meeting you, you became my standard, ideally, but if given the chance, I hope it could be you.
The host said everyone might be a little nervous since it was their first time on this stage. At that moment, you said, "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous!" I just thought you were so cute. Then you introduced yourself and asked to describe yourself in one word. When you spoke, I shared the same feeling as the host: your Chinese is really good! You said you're a stubborn person; you have to do what you want to do well and get what you want. When asked what you would do if you and someone else liked the same girl, you answered, "Mine." Seeing that, I was so envious. I envied the girl you would like; she must be so happy. When I realized I had this thought, I knew I had truly fallen for you. At that time, I was about to start junior high school, and that was the first time I experienced what it meant to have a crush. Now, looking back, I've even forgotten everything that happened the day I saw you, but I've never forgotten that initial flutter of the heart, not even now.
Years later, whenever I recall the moment I first met you, I marvel at the word "destiny." Perhaps it truly was destiny that I was meant to love you. Because throughout my journey of liking you, I've had countless on-and-off attempts to learn more about you, but I've never been able to.
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