It seems that every man or every woman has liked someone of the opposite sex, and I am certainly no exception.
I don’t know how many times you have been in love before getting married, but I have only been in love once, really only once.
When I was young, I was not good at studying, but my father was a talented person. He was involved in ancient studies, medicine, horoscopes, grafting, drama, various flower-making, etc.
Because of my father's talent, he couldn't tolerate that as an only son, I was like a mess of straw in my studies, and my grades were always at the bottom. After being beaten countless times, my father sent me to a small town more than ten miles away from home to start studying alone. I was thirteen years old that year.
My residence was a resident's home in a small town. It was the first time that I couldn't find a place to stay after school. This is not a joke, it is true.
Probably because I no longer had any familiar friends to play with, I was admitted to the No. 1 Middle School in the town with the highest score in my second year. My first love started here, or unrequited love started here.
>Like everyone who falls in unrequited love, I don't know what it feels like. I only know that I often pay attention to her secretly, write her name, and then cross it out secretly.
Time went back and forth like this. I was very introverted and didn't talk much. It wasn't until I took the first place in the school with a total score of more than 100 points higher than the second place in the first exam that I attracted the attention of others.
I still clearly remember the first sentence she said to me, which was when she asked me a 'what' clause.
To put it in current terms, like many lovers, I never dared to take the initiative to talk to her, but I remember the simple words they exchanged every time. Until the three years of junior high school flew by...and then the three years of high school flew by again...
I wrote many diaries about her in those years, many of which I still keep.
Six years later, I left No. 1 Middle School...
Later, when I went to college, I would write some memories about her from time to time, just to miss her.
When I was in my second year of college, several old classmates came to our school to play. I was in the dormitory at the time, and fellow students from the same school took them to my dormitory.
What I couldn't believe was that I actually saw her among these classmates. You definitely won’t believe it, even I can’t believe it. The world is very big, but sometimes it’s really small.
At that time, many old classmates were talking together and talking about some interesting things in the past, but I accidentally sang a song "Holding Hands" with her as if no one was watching.
Now that I think about it, it's still very strange. I still don't understand what happened. My five-tone sound is incomplete.
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When I wrote about Su Jingwen, I suddenly thought of this. Because sometimes it's really hard to explain clearly when you meet. When you think it's absolutely impossible to meet, you suddenly meet. These have nothing to do with the main text. I really want to write more, but if I write more, I will be charged, so I will stop here.
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