She is a girl with a big heart, and I imagined it the first time I saw her. Her eyebrows are picturesque, her skin is like snow, her nose is filled with daisies from the distant mountains, her small mouth is like petals, and her graceful figure is both elegant and refined. As a young person, I suddenly felt that she was the most beautiful person in the world.
Maybe the tradition of Chinese men also includes selfishness. Two months later, she became my girlfriend, and I naturally regarded her as my private property. It had nothing to do with self-confidence, but everything to do with "not letting other men see your charm."
Men love to look at beautiful women, but her beauty has become a burden to me. Outside, I can't stand the fiery eyes of other men directed at him. At home, I look at the almost flawless goddess. For many nights, I watch her sleeping in fascination, fascination, and drama. I remember Vladimir Putin said that a woman who is too beautiful will affect a man's desire, including sexual desire.
Maybe she really loves me, but her personality is unrestrained and sunny, and she imposes her grudges on me, because her perfection makes me imperfect. I am not a man who likes to be depressed, but I can often see myself "pretending to be sad" in life, hoping to gain her pity and live a small life with me obediently. However, she responded to me in a rescuing tone: Dear, In fact, I am afraid of looking at resentful men. Men can be bad, but they can't complain. When they complain, they become bored. Do you want to lock me in at home and be bored? I just can't show you my heart. If changes, it will be changed soon. If it doesn't change, it won't change for many years.
I admit that I was There is no dignity in loving her. Loving someone too much may be a shame. Three years later, we broke up. It was more of a relief than a breakup. That day she cried and said her last words to me, "If I knew that the time limit of our love was three years, I would have loved you for three years. I would never quarrel or get angry.
Maybe we owed each other something in the previous life. Twenty years have passed, no matter how happy the moment was, it was just When I think of her, my smile becomes stiff, and I always comfort myself by deceiving myself: was so amazing at first, just because I had seen less of the world, but now I have seen more of the world, but she still can't get rid of her.
A few days ago, she discovered me on a certain platform and left me a message on WeChat. I thought of the sentence "Rejection" is one of the three best ways to seduce in the world. But now my heart has stopped. I don’t want to see her again. I want to keep her beautiful appearance that decorated my youth forever in the cleanest place in my heart.
This is love: only one pair of Butterfly Lovers among ten million people can turn into a butterfly. Others just turned into moths, cockroaches, mosquitoes, flies, Scarab , shit shell clang... just can't turn into a butterfly. Love, she is a thing full of tragedy, she is just a past worth cherishing in everyone's life.
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