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Source: Petal Net
The other day was the first anniversary of my relationship with Mr. Potato.
I am 23 years old, Mr. Potato is my first boyfriend, we should also be considered blind date. Yes, every young person who embarks on the road of blind date has a mother who is in a hurry. I think back then, I just succumbed to my mother's obscenity and added his WeChat, thinking that it was not a big deal, even if it didn't work, I could be a friend when I could talk.
Sure enough, my mother sent me a picture of me smiling and showing a row of teeth, and I knew it and knelt down. Mom, how can you send a lady's little past to protect my image. My mother glanced at me, and this is what you are.
Mr. Tudou and I chatted quite high in WeChat, and he always made me happy. I remember when I was teaching myself the ukulele, and I used to send him my singing recordings, and he naturally became my number one listener. Two weeks later, he asked me out for dinner and a movie, which was the first time I met him, and the atmosphere was good after a normal date. On the third date, he took my hand and asked if I could be his girlfriend. At that time, I was blindfolded, I only had a good feeling for him at the moment, but he was holding my hand and sweating and trembling, I think this boy is so cute, take him for the time being. Later, just like the usual plot development, I was with him.
02
In the beginning, he always asked you what you were asking for your partner? Seriously, I really don't have any standards. Because I think that all the standards are virtual, what height > 180cm, money and room, when you meet people you like can all be thrown away. I think the core is that this person has empathy, self-motivation, and knows how to respect each other. He was looking at me, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and nodded.
Later, I was annoyed by his question. I once asked him, what do you actually like about me? I look average, my family is not rich and wealthy, and I grab a handful of them in the crowd. He was silent for a moment and replied that I was happy with you. I feel like I'm full of joy and laughter every day, the kind that I can wake up from sleep. I used to think negatively and be angry, it was you who made me positive and optimistic, you were my sunshine. I love watching you laugh and feel like the whole world is bright. The first time I saw your happy and laughing photo, I thought this girl must be good. Suddenly being praised by someone like this, I felt strange and awkward in my heart. I didn't expect Mr. Potato to like my laugh, just like my mother said, this is the original me. Many times, we learn to cover up and not let others see the way they are, because we are afraid and afraid of not being liked, so we learn to create a beautiful image of ourselves for each other. In the end, I found out that he was not as beautiful as he thought.
03
As a child, liking someone was simple, so simple that it didn't take a reason at all.
Elementary school, have a good feeling for a boy because he has a good smell on him;
In junior high school, he has a good feeling for a boy because he has a good appearance, good academic performance, and can play basketball;
In high school, I have a good feeling for a boy because he is a bully, especially considerate and careful to girls, and helps me clean up;
College, has a good feeling for a boy because he is sunny and handsome, can play the guitar and has a humble and self-motivated attitude;
However, after work, I have rarely met people who have impressed me.
On the way to growing up, we seem to slowly lose that innocent self, learn to disguise, no longer spend time and energy to re-understand a person, no longer pour out our hearts and lungs to show ourselves to others. We are all calculating whether our efforts and gains can be proportional to each other, weighing the pros and cons. But is this really love?
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Glad that I met you in my untied years, glad that I still believe in the beauty of love, glad that I can bravely open my heart to love someone. It turned out that I had not lost the ability to love people.
Finally, I hope that everyone will meet a reliable and trustworthy lover in their own fancy years.