He drunk himself, he said you were the first person she liked, and even if you didn't look at him more, he would have to imprint you in his mind. If you are fortunate enough to meet someone who understands him, he will hide you in his heart, and if there is no such person, then you are the most precious memory of his life.
That night, everyone was saying goodbye in their own way. And live in a place for three years, and like people, and people who don't have much intersection.
He drank alone, bottle after bottle. Alcohol was forbidden at school, but that night, the school acquiesced. Give us a chance to indulge ourselves, maybe this is the reward before parting, three years, all spent nervously, after tonight, there is a more nervous three years, which may be like a good meal before the execution, give a reward before death.
There was no one to accompany him, and it was not known whether he was really drunk, or whether he was using the excuse of being drunk to say something that he had always wanted to say but could not say. He has always been very inferior, not an excellent student in the eyes of the teacher, nor a handsome opposite sex in the eyes of a girl, and no one stops for him. Everything is ordinary, but he also has the mood that an ordinary boy should have--he wants to win the heart of a person, and the white head is not separated.
Her looks are not outstanding, but she is excellent. "If the flowers bloom, the butterflies come" probably means this! Many boys are attracted to her, there are blatant suitors, there are obscure crushes, but she is only bent on "career".
It is said that boys have tears and do not flick. That night, he cried and said he wanted to see you. Maybe it's knowing you won't like him, or maybe it's the helplessness of meeting someone who wants to stay with him for the rest of your life at the most powerless age. Sometimes fate is like this, there is no right or wrong, just the time of the encounter is not appropriate. At that time, it was too early to say that it would be a lifetime, and if you meet it now, you can count it as a good person. But the strange thing is that after maturity, we can no longer meet the unforgettable love.
A thousand words, condensed into one sentence of "I like you". Contains all the blessings and expectations, and perhaps some uneasiness. I hope that you will do everything you wish, look forward to your future with me, afraid that you will refuse, but also afraid that you will be disappointed in me in the future. I dare not promise you, my future is very slim, you hang high in my sky like the sun, want to be the star in your heart, and I am afraid that you can only see a piece of darkness.
The boy gave her a Walkman, which was full of things she wanted to say to her. He hopes that in the future, when she encounters bad times, music can bring her happiness. Tonight's tone is gray, and the night renders some sad atmosphere. I remembered the story——— To hug you, I smiled and hugged everyone.
From here, we will take a different path. You have countless three years, and I have only countless months after that. We may be like two parallel lines, looking at each other but never intersecting; perhaps like two points on a straight line facing each other, never seeing each other.