My first love was a bad boy, and we met through a friend's introduction. As for him, we added QQ to each other after we met at that time, and then he kept chatting with me for a day or two and finally asked me if I wanted to be his girlfriend. Then I was naive at that time, so I asked him if he really liked me, and he said yes … I just wanted to play with him at that time. After all, it was the first time, everyone was very interested, so I accepted him, and then we were together. Of course, I'm not with him because of his looks … first, he is shorter than me, and second, he is not good-looking. Then on the weekend, we went out to play together and made an appointment to go to the movies. Then he asked me to bring 100 before he left, so I did. I went out to ask him, but he didn't have any money, and I didn't say anything. After all, I am stupid. Then the two of us went to the movies (I invited him, to be honest, it's really rare for me to go out to play or let a woman pay). Later, I paid out several times in a row. In a word, he just picked. He kept kissing my hand and mouth at the movies, and I seemed to like him as well. We call every night, usually after 3 am. Then because of this, my grades were affected. Sleep in class every day, and then the class teacher responds to my parents. Then my dad took my mobile phone that day and found the message he sent me. Then he found us together. That day, my parents came to school to call him. He broke up with me in front of everyone and happened to be together for two months. Later, I liked him for a long time, and he regarded me as a spare tire. He came to me just after breaking up with his girlfriend. I gradually realized that he didn't love me, and now I hate him very much. Even if I met him on the road, I didn't feel anything, so I passed by.
So I won't like him anymore, and of course I won't look back. Anyway, I don't think we should choose to repeat the same mistakes under any circumstances.