? I forgot to tell you that although we are in a high school, we are not in the same session. I am a senior and he is a senior, so he is my junior. Life is incomplete without senior four. I have experienced senior four, which many people are terrified of. I don't know if it is a great fortune in my life. From the moment I stepped into the door of my high school again, I secretly told myself to start over from where I fell. For a whole year, I didn't let myself fall out of the top three in my class, basically at the top of the long queue of class report forms.
I haven't been exposed to QQ and other social networks in high school for three years, and I also asked my classmates to help me apply for a number that year, because I realized that I couldn't refuse these social networks. Suddenly one day, a strange number applied to join me, and I didn't know much about it, so I accepted it gladly. I sent a smiling face to start our first chat. He explained that the wrong classmate was added. I laughed it off and didn't take it to heart.
? Taking a vacation once a month in senior high school is monotonous but full of challenges, which is a good time for me to relax and play. I sent him a greeting because of my curiosity, and I haven't read the news since. Another month passed, and I came home from a school called "the cage". As soon as I opened the button, I heard from him before I chatted with a few people on the Internet.
? I was a little excited and thought back to the past, thinking that this elementary school brother was a boy in our high school class, and my heart was full of expectations. Because the class representative often goes to the office, he is also known by many people in other classes.
Until one day, on the eve of the college entrance examination, the smell of parting was strong, and the school was filled with the joy of vacation, anxiety, and the faint sadness of parting, mixed with colorful and various emotions. I have already sorted out the books that I reviewed for a year and planned how to move back to these books that recorded my time for a year. One day at noon, I asked my roommate to bring a good meal, and counted the time to walk around the school with a huge cardboard box in my arms before school was over in the lower grades. At the moment when I stopped to have a rest, I looked up inadvertently and found his eyes looking straight to this side. His face turned red in an instant, and sometimes it was like this. Without too much language, I understood each other's thoughts. I looked at him, as if I had an impulse to rush to help, but I was a little timid. I stood there straight and picked up the book and went to the dormitory.
? Although I seem to be a capable girl, I seem to have a strong ability, but I actually have no emotional experience. I am a veritable emotional idiot. So I was looked at straight, and my heart felt like a stone was thrown in the sea, causing ripples.
? The three-day college entrance examination passed quickly, and on the end day, we met again inadvertently. This meeting was when we left school. I asked a male classmate in my class to help me carry my luggage to the rented car. On the way back to the dormitory, he ran up from behind. If I remember correctly, he should have looked back from time to time.
? After the college entrance examination, it was a scary leisure, and suddenly I didn't have all my studies and homework, which made me feel at a loss. I bought a mobile phone in a hurry, thinking that I can finally communicate with my classmates through the internet. To my surprise, this unfamiliar stranger sent a message again. From the night when the college entrance examination ended, it was basically at the same time every day. Because the buckle number was originally kept by my friend, my friend politely replied, and it was only after some time that I learned about it. But at that time, I thought this boy was quite patient.
With the constant chatting and understanding, I have a deeper understanding of my classmates at the other end of the network. Have almost the same hobbies and ideas. I have to admit that he is very patient. He sent me a message. I am usually not online. I can only see him back every hour or two. He never asks or blames me. But once he asked me what I was doing, I casually said that I was with my brother, and he was a little unhappy. I secretly thought this was a boy with connotation, Wen Ya, without losing his tension.
? My good feelings are heating up, but my understanding of him stops at his daily life. My sentimental personality began to think that he had any other ideas about contacting me with his trumpet, so he began to think about our university, family, personality, anxiety and heartbeat.
He began to test my reaction with sweet words, praising me from time to time, and after giving hints from time to time, I half smiled and half answered, but didn't respond. He didn't say much either. Our relationship is familiar and strange.
Finally, after a chat, he ended our chat by talking back. I deliberately didn't take the initiative to look for him for a week, and finally he came back to me. I was a little happy, thinking about whether he sent me a message first thing when I woke up in the morning, and the days of not going through our chat records were finally over. But who knew that it was the end of our seemingly unrelated relationship.
? He changed his signature every time to record his mood change. On that day, he changed his signature. "The last farewell", I was not at ease with our relationship. I thought he had other ideas. After finishing the chat in a hurry, after he slept, he sneaked into his lonely space and left a message Z saying, Let's say goodbye, too.
? As a result, he deleted me without saying anything, and changed his signature to quote G.E.M.'s lyrics "Looking at the lonely night light". At that time, I made up my mind to say that I would give up this confused and seemingly absent feeling, which may seem silly to others.
So I started my college life, classes, classrooms and clubs. I kept myself active in these places, but I didn't let my heart stay in these places. I am a failure in the college entrance examination. I want to prove myself with my grades, but I am unwilling to break through myself socially. However, I don't want to take the initiative because of my face, and I keep my self-considered reserve. After a semester, I have gained a lot, but watching people around me find male tickets one after another, I think of him again, and I dare not admit my love.
? A few days after returning home, I found his number and finally got in touch with him with great effort. So I don't have the nerve to send a message every day, but it's always one on time.
three days later, he sent a message saying that he already had a female ticket, and added a sad expression. I saw that his heart was beating, and I kept asking my good friend what to do, and then pretended to be calm and made a confession. When all my friends advised me to give up and delete him, I made a confession and said what I felt. In fact, I also know that this may be a mature boy trick, see how I react. But I confessed without thinking. My first love for more than 2 years was my first confession. Haha, I was drunk, too. At least, in others' eyes, I won't lack a boyfriend, but I confessed to a boy I've never seen before. I liked him for half a year, but he didn't do anything, just kept giving me the willies.
? After that, I didn't want to reply to his news. I thought that I would make his possible female ticket unhappy. I wanted to tell him not to make your female ticket sad, but I couldn't say it. Finally, I ended up in a hurry, but I still gave him an answer the next day. I don't know if I can't forget it, but I just don't want to give up, even if I embarrass myself.
? I want to say to the boy I admire, no matter who you are, whether I have seen or not, I used to have a heartbeat feeling about your news and I was curious about everything about you. It's just that I am a smart but very stupid little girl who is not good at expressing. Maybe I am a woman with a strong appearance, but sometimes I will be very stupid, but please remember that I am not stupid as you say.
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