I like a person for five or six years, a dusty ordinary person, but in my eyes, she is shining, maybe it's just the secret love of youth, and I have been so impatient for so long.

So long, is it a secret love or a habit?

Usually I don't like moaning without illness. Few friends know that I like such a person, let alone that I like a person so much. They may think that people like God deserve my love! Ha ha ha, even if I am a piece of shit, my friends will think I am the cutest piece, that is, wearing colored glasses.

The pressure of studying in senior three comes up at once, sometimes it is easier to be impatient, and the temper is also very unstable. But I remember asking Lao Meng a question when I was in senior three: Did my heartache really hurt his thoughts, or was it just my psychological suggestion? I know I have to let her go before I can like another person, because liking him will make my family and friends worry about me. It's so unreasonable. I want her to go! I told myself over and over again that all methods have been tried and failed, and I am very painful. Later, I let myself go, and I no longer forced myself to let you go, and I no longer forced myself not to like you …

Senior asked me: Do you really want to fall in love? I said I didn't want to. I just want to study hard and be a rich woman. In fact, the first person who comes to mind is you. I convinced myself for so many years. If I persist in studying, I will not be the father that Peking University will never get.

My sister said: Your family can let you live at large until you are 30 years old, which is the limit. I think you are also a blind date. I thought it was really good. I can still like you freely after ten years …

I know I can't say it, and sometimes I'm annoyed that I'm so persistent with you, but sometimes I think it's really nice to have someone I like, and my eyes are full of it, heh … it's really worthless.

I still remember your anger, pettiness, tantrums and cautious kindness. I'm afraid I'll never meet someone I like so much again.

We haven't contacted for a long time, have we? I know you secretly looked at my space and then clicked the yellow diamond to delete the record. I know you left me a message secretly. I know you called me and hung up without saying a word after I got through ... I know all your thoughts, so I won't release any news. You can see the latest situation by posting it on my personalized signature. Don't sneak around. I'm fine. Don't worry, eat well and sleep well.

Today, I had milk, an egg and an omelet for breakfast, and black pepper, beef tenderloin, potatoes, fried meat, lotus root ribs soup and rice for lunch. I miss you. In the afternoon, I changed my paper and went to the library to read a book called A Tale of Cat City. I had oranges and apples for dinner. I miss you. I miss you.