A quiet friend of mine (i)

I have a friend, a very introverted girl, she is a silent person in her life, no matter what the occasion, she is a calm look, everyone goes out to play together, she is also obediently sitting quietly in the corner.

We used to live together in the dormitory for three years, and for three years, I thought that a group of girls in our dormitory had played very well, and everyone was a good friend.

But she always makes me feel an inexplicable sense of alienation, although usually she will also participate in our night talks, will also hang out with the people in the dormitory, and is very good to everyone, but I always feel that she has reservations, she seems to never be willing to show her joys and sorrows and feelings in front of us, never lose her temper, nor are she happy.

When she graduated, she was the first to leave, at that time, the dormitories, including me, were busy with the college entrance examination, only she did not plan to upgrade her academic qualifications, one day after class, quietly dragged the suitcase and left.

I was studying in my dorm room, so I watched her go, and I vaguely remember her smiling at me and saying goodbye.

The roommates who went to the library to review came back, only to know that she was gone, everyone felt a little sad for a while, usually the roommate who was grinning a lot, but sighed,

"Don't hide from you, after a few years of getting along with everyone, I always feel that Xiao Jian has never opened her heart to us at all, so she left so crisply, after all, for us, she should not have much feelings." 」

The few remaining roommates were silent, as if they were acquiescing to something.

Anyway, since then, Little Jane has never returned, and in the end we haven't even gathered together.

Five years later, I was reunited with her again, when I was traveling to Yunnan with a friend and met Xiao Jian in a qingba on the street.

I came to the address my friend said, pushed the door in, was trying to find a seat, I saw her in the corner, to tell the truth, at first, I was not so sure if it was her, I walked in to see before I dared to open my mouth,

"Little Jane?"

She turned her head, a little surprised on her face, as if she didn't expect to meet me, and after a moment's pause, she smiled slightly, waved her hand, and signaled me to sit down.

I sat down and looked up at her carefully, still the same as before, nothing has changed, but she has never worn a skirt before, but today she wears a floral dress, which looks particularly gentle.

"You've never worn a skirt before, and we thought you hated it."

Little Jane squinted and smiled

"No, in fact, I especially like skirts, when I was a child, my mother liked obedient children, because she wanted to be sensible, so she didn't dare to ask for anything, and I never dared to pick clothes, and I was embarrassed to say that I wanted a skirt or something, afraid that she would not be happy, and over time, I became a girl who never liked to wear a skirt in their eyes." 」

When she finished, she took a sip of her drink.

I also learned today that she likes skirts, and even likes to wear different skirts every day after she has the ability to buy herself a skirt.