The sad love story of that night

Love is the eternal theme of life, and 10,000 love stories will occur for every 10,000 people. The main text is this sad love. I think everyone can only feel what they feel after seeing it. Sad love can make him immortal and eternal only by words.

That year, I was 18 years old and a freshman at a famous university in Beijing.

Growing up in the countryside, I just entered the capital and saw other classmates, proud men, and beautiful women, and I had an inferiority complex in my heart, so I rarely interacted with people.

The love story of that night's tears

That's when she showed up in my life. Although she is not absolutely beautiful, she is definitely a beauty, with long soft hair and a slim tall figure, which attracts attention wherever she goes. The most striking thing was her plump breasts, solid and firm. Stable, cheerful, considerate, gentle and strong personality. Moreover, with excellent grades, he is the learning minister of the student council, and there are many men like frogs on summer nights.

I'm not as angry with such a pretty girl. I don't have money, I'm handsome and not angry. At night, I usually study in the staircase classroom. Seats are not fixed. She always took the initiative to sit next to me and had nothing to talk to me about. I started ignoring her, but she didn't care at all and asked me this. Although there was no way to answer, I gradually got closer and more talked. Once, she asked me, "Don't you have a sense of inferiority when you don't interact with people?" ”

I said yes.

She said. "Then I train you to give you confidence, okay?" ”

That's great.

"The first step is to look me in the eye," she said. ”。

You said no, right?

She said. "Don't dare to look into each other's eyes, others will know at a glance that you are weak-minded." ”

So I boldly looked into her eyes.

Her eyes were so beautiful, big, clear, watery. Despite wearing highly myopic glasses, it did not damage her beauty at all.

In less than five seconds, I was weak and my eyes were looking down.

However, I saw her more beautiful breasts.

My face turned red at once.

She didn't notice that I saw her breasts and said, "Look, look at you, so timid." ”。

So I plucked up the courage to look at her again.

With her help, I quickly became cheerful, and my classmates stopped treating me as an "outlier." I really integrated into my classmates, my academic performance skyrocketed, and I won the first prize in the campus recruitment essay.

Of course, she was the happiest with all this. Because her efforts were effective.

However, I knew I was in love with her. One day without talking to her, I seemed to have no energy at all.

She's a native of Beijing and goes home on weekends. So the weekend became my most hated day.

I know she feels my feelings for her. On the surface, she's nice to all men and seems to be nice to everyone, so I'm just one of them. However, she laughed the most with me and talked the most. And every Sunday afternoon when I came home, they brought me food. It will make me happy and make other men jealous. Winter break is coming soon.

There are months during the winter vacation when you can't see her. I don't know what to do this holiday season. It's just that I'm looking forward to it very late tomorrow.

But the time is still getting faster and faster, and the winter vacation is finally coming.

My parents missed me very much, but I wrote to him and told him not to go back. I also don't plan to go back. Because the money for buying the ticket is equivalent to my two months of living expenses.

Near the New Year, many migrant workers have returned to their hometowns. At the construction site, about an hour's drive from the school, I found a job selecting bricks and guarding materials, and lived in the workplace at night. Wages are calculated on a daily basis. $20 per day. I also manage three meals. I was satisfied. Winter vacation can earn 600 yuan, so the next semester's living expenses should not be sent from home.

Winter in Beijing is really cold.

Winter in my hometown is also cold, but it must be southern. Thicken the quilt on the line.

However, not in Beijing. At night, the workshop is like an ice cave. I didn't dare make a fire. Because I was the only one in the workshop, I was afraid of causing a safety accident when I slept. Because it is not easy to sleep, I can only take a nap.

Wax moon morning.

As usual, I was carrying a brick and as soon as I looked up I saw her.

Because she and her parents have a lot of dishes, she will buy New Year supplies.

She also saw me and was surprised.

Aligned for the second second.

Keep down your head and keep working.

She stopped me: "You..."

Wryly: "I want to earn living expenses." ”

She couldn't help but pull me up. "Go to my house and take a hot shower, put on Daddy's clothes, and look at the ashes on your body." ”

She couldn't refuse me, so I left.

Her home is nearby. When I entered the yard, I was reminded. It is a department with real power. Someone came from the other side and said politely to her father, "Director Zhao is very good." Seeing me walking with them, I watched in amazement.

Mom said in the back, "My sewers are blocked. Please someone to take a look. ”。

I just "banged" my head. Turn around and go back. From behind came the sound of her arguing with her mother.

I was poor, but I had self-esteem.

At night, sitting in the bed, thinking about the day, it was very uncomfortable. So I picked up my beloved erhu and pulled on the bitter "Erquan Yingyue". I forgot to confess, but I remembered Dad and Erhu. I especially like "Two Springs Reflecting the Moon".

At the end of the song, someone applauded. "Today I found out that you still have the unique skill of this trick. ”

She stood in the doorway of the hut with a large bag. "Can you let me in?" ”

I looked at her coldly.

She came in by herself, took off her shoes, and sat down in the quilt. "I have a few of Dad's old clothes. Please don't hate it. I apologize to you for what happened at noon. There is also 400 yuan. It's the money I gave you. ”

I said, "I don't need your sympathy and handouts." I live well in my world, my way. Please leave it alone. ”

She said. "I really want to help you. I don't look down on you at all. Trust me. Used to be very introverted, but I've given you a cheerfulness. Now that your life is so hard, I want to help you get through it. "I was looking at her.

She was also looking at me.

We look at each other like this for five minutes.

Although there were only 25-watt light bulbs in the workshop, the sincerity of her face was real in my eyes.

An idea came to my mind.

I suddenly grabbed her body and pressed her underneath it, a hand roughly grasping her breasts.

She was stunned, perhaps without an immediate reaction, but immediately lifted me up and landed her big cheek on my face.

"No face! I'm so blind! She sorted it out and walked away without looking back.

Knowing that she and I were completely over, I felt a little more comfortable. It's a pity.

School started, and everyone returned to campus one after another.

She's in a relationship with all the men except me. I studied late and sat far away.

The students also noticed this and asked me why, but did not answer.

Three years have passed in this cold atmosphere today, and every day I have endured three years of pain. Seeing her giggling and laughing with other classmates casually, my heart skipped a beat and ached. So I was more excited to study, but the highest scholarship did not alleviate my pain at all.

I know I love her, but I don't deserve it. I think I can get out of this pain as long as I graduate.

I was like a transparent person in her eyes, and her eyes never stayed on me.

Until one day...

It was already summer, and there was still a month or so to go before graduation. Our dormitories have always had a tradition of "dream talk". That day, a friend with whom I usually have a good relationship said about her. "That tit, tbh, I want to bite." It was like it was like really biting. I pounced and punched him hard.

The next day, we both went to class with blue swollen faces. The whole class knew the cause of the quarrel. At night, in the staircase classroom, she sat next to me again, staring at me without speaking. Even though I hadn't closed my eyes in three years, I looked into her eyes and she was asking. I said, "Because others don't want to insult you." ”

She said. "So why would you insult me yourself?" ”

I just had my blood boiling, and the words that had been buried in my heart for three years finally blurted out. "Because I don't want you to waste your youth on me." I don't deserve you, we are people of two worlds. I like you, but go back after graduation. You can't stay in Beijing. Unlike you, you deserve a better future. ”

"And then you used this method to make me hate you?" She looked at me.

I was watching her too. "Yes. ”

Look at each other again.

Half a day later, she looked up, but she shed tears.

I packed my books and left the stairs classroom. Until I graduated, I never studied for myself.

... 8 years later

I will prepare breakfast for my daughter as usual.

The phone rang. I received a call from a classmate who lives in Beijing. "She got married today. ”

I said, "Who's married?" ”

He said, "Who else?" Already 32. The class ended up getting married. In addition, the wedding date must be set at the waxing moon. It's new year' time soon. I don't know what she thinks. With a thud, the pot in my hand fell to the ground.

From the living room came the voice of his wife. "What's wrong? ”

I said nothing, picked up the spatula and threw the charred eggs in the trash.

Once love is missed, it will not come again!

I hope that the men and women in love will not regret their lives because of a momentary event!

Bless her!

This love can be a memory, but I didn't know what to do at the time!