C110 Maple leaf metaphor

I leaned against a wooden pillar under the eaves and stared at Meng Wei in a daze. I hoped that she would be able to discover me and then decide on her own whether or not to greet me.

This is not because of my posturing, but because I am thinking for Meng Wei. This is because my understanding of her is limited, and most of my knowledge stops at six years ago.

If I go and find her without a care