And fake boyfriend, talked about 5 years in love.

Love at first sight may be fake, but it doesn't matter

Editor-in-Chief/Yan Hong: Weibo: Zeng Yanhong-

Author/Little One: A girl who never wants to grow up

Anchor/Elixir: Himalayas: Radio Himalayas

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The term "love at first sight" is romantic.

Otherwise, how can people always cling to what they see at first sight?

"Hey, it is said that you fell in love with me at first sight, and you were fascinated by my charming big eyes."

A boy like me who is so dedicated to you can't be found, you have to cherish me. ”

He pointed to his eyes, blinked hard a few times near my face, and then scratched my nose like a joke, looking at me with a proud but very bad face.

The "nasty" guy in front of me was the guy I "fell in love at first sight" five years ago.

The encounter with him was on the campus of a high school.

At the door of the cafeteria, a boy with a large black mask, with open buttons revealing Adi's white hoodie inside, with a pocket, stood there.

His eyes were large, round, gentle and demure, even a little cute, and there were two nice moles under his right eye.

Unfortunately, I have face blindness.

What's even more unfortunate is that at that time, many boys in the school were wearing black masks, and the long bangs covered it

Their eyes, I couldn't make out which one was him.

After that day, I desperately tried to find those eyes in the crowd between classes, like finding a needle in a haystack.

In the end, I didn't get it.

No matter how hard I tried to remember, the look of those eyes gradually faded from my mind.

Until one day on the overpass,

I inadvertently glanced back at a familiar mask, and the impression was that the eyes that were about to be forgotten instantly became clear.

Several days passed, and I didn't see the person I remembered, but I always met this boy.

He always wore a huge black medical mask with only a pair of large round eyes.

After eating that day, I saw him walk out of the canteen with a plate of rice, and I put down my chopsticks and immediately chased him out.

With one hand in his pocket and the other fiddling with the rope from his white hoodie, he stood in the doorway waiting for his friends to come out.

The wind blew the bangs in front of his forehead, he subconsciously looked up and combed it with his hands, the moment he looked up,

We looked at each other.

At that moment I was in a bit of a trance, as if I were back in that day.

Clean white Adi hoodie, black medical mask, gentle big eyes, sunny boy.

This evidence gave me no reason to suspect that he was not the boy I had first seen.

Later, finally adding WeChat, I gave him a note: small mask.

In the middle of the night that day, I met him and sent a circle of friends: Who has "White Night"! Speed!

I immediately switched to JD.com and placed an order.

The book arrived on the third day,

I deliberately took advantage of his online time to send a circle of friends that only he could see: "White Night" bought one more copy, did anyone read it!

I gritted my nails and looked forward to the red dots that appeared on my circle of friends.

After a few minutes, he commented: Can you borrow me?

This book kicks off our story.

Later, for him, I tried to read brain-burning mystery novels, bought members to listen to Zhou Dong's songs, and spent several nights fighting his favorite Lego...

Kung Fu was not in vain, the second semester of my first year of high school, the second semester of his sophomore year of high school, we were together.

Without the bravado of the other little couples on campus, we just sat face to face in the book bar at the end of class, reading our favorite novels, or he told me a few questions.

It is said that surviving a long-distance relationship is a lifetime, and we actually survived.

I was a junior in high school, a freshman in college, and we agreed to meet in the same city.

As I wished, I followed in his footsteps and came to the city where he was.

To save money, I bought a train ticket in the early hours of the morning.

In the early hours of that morning, he came to pick me up at the station, and I saw him looking around, his anxious eyes.

His gaze caught in my eyes, and my heart clattered without warning.

Touching the mole under his right eye, staring into his eyes, he said softly, "I haven't seen him for a long time." ”

He hugged me and smiled sheepishly, "Hey, I haven't seen you in a long time." ”

"By the way, when you were in high school, you had a diary dedicated to me. You showed it to me later.

However, I really want to know why the last page can't be shown to me. ”

When I was in high school, I wrote a diary that recorded the bits and pieces of my classmates and Sun Helin.

On the last page, there was a piece of printed paper—my girlfriend's chat history.

It records a secret, a secret that I can't forget.

In fact, I started to feel wrong, I recognized the wrong person.

A month before the college entrance examination, the school invited outstanding graduates to come back to give speeches.

That day, I saw him again.

"Please ask Zhang Jing, a former senior senior in the third class, to come to the stage to share his learning experience!"

He, walking up to the podium, took off his black medical mask, and his eyes gently swept across the entire auditorium.

The moment I looked at him, my body trembled involuntarily.

This gaze is not known why it is so familiar. This man, I seem to have met him many times.

His gaze was like a sticky syrup that wrapped around my body and glued me to the chair.

Obviously, it was such a gentle gaze, but it made me a little breathless.

Walking out of the auditorium, I caught a glimpse of two moles under his right eye...

I hid behind the door of the auditorium, waiting for him to come out and ask for his WeChat...

When I got home that day, I opened his circle of friends and frantically flipped through the photos inside.

Those eyes hit my heart again and again, the two moles under my right eye stimulated my eyeballs, and my hand that stroked the screen trembled a little, and the tears flowed unconsciously.

Heartbeat, guilt, regret, these emotions are like layers of silk, little by little wrapped around me, wrapped me up, I began to feel flustered.

Closed his circle of friends and sent a WeChat message to his girlfriend:

"You know what, I like the wrong guy...

He's not the guy I'm looking for! I met him today!

His eyes were really even more beautiful than Sun Helin's!

What the hell should I do! ”

The opposite side shows that it is typing, and I have been holding the pillow and crying silently...

Girlfriend back to me:

"If you simply like those eyes and those leather bags, you can go out on the street and grab them."

If you still like Sun Helin, please don't give up on him, he loves you very much.

Your liking for that Zhang Jing was just an obsession at that time. "

After some struggle, I still chose Sun Helin.

Yes, I decided to keep this secret, and I lied to him.

At this moment, I finally understood a sentence in "Left Ear": follow him, where, do what, all right.

Love at first sight is mostly a sight, and I don't deny that I have been impressed by those eyes for a long time.

Maybe the person I started with wasn't you, but when all the freshness and impulse faded, only you could get me to be moved again and again.

It makes me feel at ease and at peace in those ordinary days.

Love at first sight may be fake, but it doesn't matter,

Fortunately, after going around, it is still you.