From the first year of our freshman year when we vaguely established a romantic relationship to when I went to graduate school and he went to work, we have been in a long-distance relationship for many years. Fortunately, all kinds of communication equipment are developed, so when you want to show each other a new hairstyle in an all-round way, you can Video chat. It's just that many times, especially when there is a quarrel, dozens of phone calls and hundreds of text messages are not as real as a hug.
After the third master agreed to my "confession", he immediately called me. At that time, I was doing the test in the study room. When I heard the phone vibrate, I panicked for a moment. The change in the relationship made me a little uncomfortable.
I ran to the lobby of the teaching building with my mobile phone in my hand, and circled the white stone pillar while talking on the phone. It was early winter, the door of the hall was open, and the wind blew in from time to time. I stomped my feet to keep warm, and my voice trembled.
The third master asked, "are you nervous?"
I said, "No, I'm cold."
The third master then said, "then go back to the classroom."
I replied, "Then I'll go back."
We didn't even say goodbye, and I was blown back to the classroom by the wind. After sitting down, I realized that this was our first phone call to establish a relationship, and we didn't talk about anything meaningful.
I called him after I went back to the dormitory that night. He hung up and dialed back. I only got this kind of treatment from my mother. When he did this, I suddenly felt very warm.
In front of my friends, I am a female man who can help the whole dormitory to get hot water and carry six hot water bottles to the fifth floor alone; but in the eyes of the third master, I am a little girl who struggles to open the bottle caps. A lot of his thoughtful details made me feel that I was the one who didn't need to pretend when I was with him.
We chatted for more than an hour that night, talking about high school classmates, college classmates, and each other's new lives.
Our "telephone romance" began.
My third master and I would lie in bed and talk on the phone every day before going to bed. We talked for an hour or two, as if the topic could never be finished. Finally, one day, I felt that something was wrong - not only I was talking about such a long call, but the third master also said a lot.
I asked him, "You talk so much all the time?"
He told me a story: "When I was about six or seven years old, I was playing at my aunt's house, and I kept talking while eating. My cousin asked me, 'Where do you come from so much?' I didn't know why. "My mouth is broken" popped out."
I imagined the little third master sitting in front of the table and saying "my mouth is broken" to a table of adults, and inexplicably was sprouted with blood.
After the story that confused my mind was told, the quiet and pure boy I remembered never came back, and he became a teasing man who pretended to be deep in his exterior and made a "boom blah blah" to me.
One day I was reading a book in the bedroom. It was very windy that day, the windows were blown back and forth, and there was the sound of the wind whistling through the holes.
The third master suddenly called me, "I walked under a row of big trees, the leaves were very green, and the sun was very bright."
I said, "Beijing is very windy."
The third master said, "the sun shines on the leaves, and I suddenly think of you."
I didn't understand the logic, so I asked in confusion, "What?"
He said, "I suddenly remembered that I like you so much."
I was stunned by the dead branches that were about to be broken by the wind outside the window.
That was the first time he told me that he liked it.
The author has something to say: The style of painting has drifted in a strange literary direction... In fact, the long-distance relationship is very bitter, I feel that I don't need to write it at all, it is enough to bite my finger and write the word "miserable" in blood on the white vest [serious face .
But you also know that the ultimate beauty (hou), young (lian), female (pi), who is hard to find in the world, is not afraid at all in the face of emptiness, loneliness and coldness. Can't see it _(:зゝ∠)_
Well, Hong Kong, I just want to share with you how I insisted on not breaking up in a long-distance relationship for so many years. After reading it, you will find that relying on your face is enough [Mud play Kai!