Tell yourself and his story, a year in high school, young and energetic, talking about boyfriends, after all, is the so-called first love. The second year of high school breaks up, because I like too much and am timid and afraid of things, because I like too much and don't quarrel with the cold war, because I like it too much to feel before the things he encounters will feel, and a passion is more depressing than liking each other. But the fire point is when he stopped school and came home to find me, I blame him for stopping school on his mobile phone, receiving a breakup letter overnight, he may think that I don't understand that he wants to indulge himself, maybe it may be the trouble of stopping school at this time, plus my little white rabbit, was broken up, it doesn't matter, looking for him will come back. Crooked, twisted, torn, interspersed with saying can I not do this, yes, I have never been like this, even if I wanted him to accompany me before, I did not dare to say that I, now shake his hand to reconcile. Outside the back door of the class, his good friend was watching us, what else could he do, it was almost class, the bell was ringing, and in half an hour, it was time for me to go.
Yes, single, yes, do not deliberately dare not eat, afraid of fat he can not hold, yes, no longer have to worry about when he will go, whether he will come back, he is like ten miles of spring wind is not as good as your autumn water, want but want to retreat. In the third year of high school, he never spoke for half a year, so I hid in the shadow of the fifth-floor window to find him for dinner, and then I was a little depressed. Everyone knows that you love it, and everyone knows that I love you, that sad novel, read it countless times, copied it twice, gave him a copy, and his own, and he still didn't come back. One day, saying that he was tired of love and began his new path of affection, sitting in the bathroom, I happened to hear this girl tell her friend about the past, I said to myself that it was okay, all ready.
Junior year, it's time to study, he's busy chatting, I'm busy making friends. Our class learned a good boy's eyes on the top of his head, is the kind of scum can not see the kind of bully, he appeared in my life, began to dislike each other, and later became a peer, he said his feelings to me, I just need to deal with this want to find someone to complain about him, I don't like to listen to such sad words, and later also became a peer, he said his feelings, I don't want to go to the heart. That day he said he couldn't live without me, I ate three buns and two bowls of porridge, I didn't mind how good my figure was, and I didn't believe that such a good boy would look at me fat and round. But it happened and I told him I didn't want to be in a relationship because I had someone I couldn't get, but he told me that the guy didn't value me, he cherished me.
Girls can't get used to this kind of evil words, February 2 is over. Four and a half years have passed, he is still a fool, and I am still not cold, I read the major is now in his city for a year of classes, and he was admitted to a good university after a year of re-study, and now he has risen to the fourth year, the results of the research have come out, only waiting for the school to announce the quota, did not want to come with a bully, after all, I am a senior, did not expect to be as good as a bully in the future. Although it is three years apart, it does not affect the two of us, too lazy to change boyfriends, too lazy to start over, do not remember the future and do not remember the past, maybe you say that I am too weak in this relationship, because I am too weak, my mother sees him, my father knows his existence, every time I come home around me ask me when I will take him home, once, once, once, once. How after three and a half years, his parents knew of my presence and did not ask him for information about me, including my name I was male or female. After four and a half years, his parents still haven't thought about going home for dinner?
Their meal is not so fragrant, I want to eat it, I did not catch the duck on the shelves, just want to know their opinion, other people's parents heard that their son has a girlfriend is not happy to sneak to see? If his parents were unhappy, why would he say that his parents had no problem. Or maybe his parents think we're making a fuss, and I actually won't tell him, let's go to your house, I want to be invited like other girls and go happily.
Anyway, at least he still doesn't mess with the flowers and weeds as he did at the beginning, I don't argue with me when I wronged him, I remember I don't like to eat noodles or mushrooms, I will go to buy me stomach medicine in the middle of the night, when I take diet pills and lose weight, I will wear worry and drag me to the hospital, until I see the results of the health examination, I will be relieved because he went to a movie with me, until he saw the results of his health examination, and because he went to see a movie with me, he would not bother because he did not like one of my movies, He will buy me stomach pills in the middle of the night because he doesn't like to eat noodles or mushrooms, and after I take diet pills, he will pull me to watch a movie worriedly, because I don't like his mobile phone, I don't dare to take care of his mobile phone, I don't dare to take care of him, I don't dare to care about him, I don't dare to care about him, he doesn't dare to care about me, he doesn't dare to care about me, no matter what he does, at least he still loves me as before?
Don't look at me as 24, 24 is still something. At least I don't know what their family thinks of me, at least he's still here. Don't complain about the world, and don't complain about the world now. Later? Isn't there a word that someone is always born for you?