Yesterday, the eighth day of the Chinese New Year, in the supermarket unexpectedly met, she is still so charming, just a brief greeting.
It was late, and I still couldn't resist dialing her phone. She has not been in touch for sixteen years, and her mobile phone number still exists in my memory--- 131... 56。
On the phone she responded, "Hey! Hello........., I guess it should be you, thank you for the call. She asked several times, but I never said a word, and her voice was still so sweet and magnetic.
About half an hour later, she texted me back: "Thanks, I'll remember it years from now." If you can feel happy, contact it generously. If you want to know how I'm doing right now, don't have any phone calls. ”
I don't know what to do when I see a text message? Can I still be in touch? Now I have a happy home, husband and wife love, children and children, do not want to have any accidents, ruin the present happy and comfortable days.
She was my first love, originally worked in the same unit, cared for each other, unconsciously invested in feelings, probably less than a year, reached the point of talking about nothing, almost talked about marriage. By chance, I had an opportunity to work in a prefecture-level city, and we separated, and I didn't have the ability to transfer her to work together, nor did I have the courage to let her quit her job in the system for me.
The last time together, there was no mutual complaint, only silent clinging, snuggling together, wishing each other and encouraging each other, almost all night without closing their eyes. Since then we have deleted contact information from each other and never made a single phone call.
About a year ago, when I was having dinner with a friend, a friend mentioned her, saying that her husband died in a car accident and is now living alone with a daughter, and I didn't inquire too much, only if it had nothing to do with me.
Yesterday's chance encounter, let me suddenly have an unintentional impulse, although it has been many years, after all, I have had it, caring for it should be a very normal thing!
According to her current living situation, is it necessary for me to pay more attention to her? There is always the feeling of playing with fire.
