I like you. I'm not just saying

You can't hide your love for someone. Even if you don't say it, there will be stars in your eyes.

Mr. y never likes to say what he likes about me from his mouth. Maybe he feels embarrassed to say it, so he seldom hears the words "like you and love you", but does more things.

In fact, Mr. Y also told me that he is not good at speaking and expressing, and he is not romantic. At first, I thought Mr. Y was just modest in saying this. Later, when I got along slowly, I realized that what he said was true.

There is no confession between us, and no one mentioned it first, so we feel very confused and together. I still feel kidnapped by Mr. Y.

I can't say what Mr. Y likes, but I can feel it. After I get angry, even if it's my fault, you should apologize to me immediately and coax me into nothing. When I can't sleep, he will tell me stories willingly. Even if those stories can't be told at all, he will take the trouble to coax me to sleep like a daughter. Every time I eat, I always put my favorite dishes on my plate. No matter whether there is anyone around, I always like to sneak my hand under the table. Of course, there are many times when Teacher Y took off my shoes like a child, took me to the bathroom and bought me many delicious snacks.

Every holiday, although not romantic enough, Mr. Y will secretly prepare a gift for me before the holiday. Although I already know what the gift is, I will still keep smiling and not let him see any flaws. I know what a gift is, because Mr. Y will only buy things in one store and it is recommended by the store.

Mr. Y said, "It's good for her to like someone. I just want to be good for you." I think he did it. Although sometimes he doesn't do very well, the result is not important. I understand. It's enough that he likes me.