after class, I came out of the classroom. The campus that had just rained was filled with the fragrance of the earth. I walked through the crowded crowd, but I couldn't find you. Every quarrel is like this. No matter where you are, you will leave me or not pick me up. Different from the past, this time I didn't make any noise, and I didn't make any noise. I was free to do whatever you like, and finally we broke up.
the last time we went to Shanghai, I thought your photo-taking skills were poor, so you quit immediately and left without me. When I'm with you, I'm used to giving you all my money so that you can check out every time. I looked at the back of you leaving, and all I could think about was catching up. I dragged my suitcase and chased after you closely, but I couldn't catch up. I'm 5' tall, and you're 1' 8' tall, and my bare legs are only a few tens of centimeters short. What's more, I'm not an athlete. I really can't think of any good way to push my way through the crowd. But you managed to get rid of me when you went down the stairs. I can't help it. I don't even have a dollar. I'll call you and turn off your phone and disappear. I can only rely on mobile navigation, who has a weak battery, to walk for nearly an hour before I successfully return to the hotel, and you have already fallen asleep. Of course I'm angry, but what can I do? I can't quarrel, let alone throw my face. Our parents have already met, and before long, we will get married.
We met on a blind date, and both parents think we are suitable for each other. After graduating from graduate school, you were admitted to the bank and lived a nine-to-five life. I became a junior high school teacher after graduating from college. After several meetings, we confirmed our love relationship, and before long, we were engaged. We have been busy with each other's work, and we haven't really been together for long. I thought I knew you very well, but I didn't know you were such a man.
for half a year, I really didn't seem to understand you. I occasionally fry eggs and cucumbers at home, but I didn't know you were allergic to eggs; I am used to soaking my feet in hot water at night, and I will prepare a pot for you conveniently, but you just leave your socks behind and go to bed and fall asleep; I often go to yoga on weekends, but you say I pretend to be elegant. I thought we were in the running-in period, and we could fulfill our love by accommodating each other. The more we ran in, the more we found each other inappropriate, and the only thing waiting for us was to break up in discord.
When I got home, my mother saw my heart at a glance, handed me a glass of water and asked the poor earnestly, "Girl, do you love him?" "I love it, I definitely love it. Of course I love the man who wants to live with me all my life!" I was a little annoyed. "But I don't want to love anymore. I'm so tired. Maybe he doesn't love me." I choked.
the next morning, accompanied by my parents, I peacefully broke off my engagement with you. Those enviable love, even if the other person is a rough man, are willing to be tender to you, even if it is a technical house, they are willing to give you poetry and distance.