Hi, good evening, I am your little emotional blogger Postman Thirteen.
Tonight I would like to share with you the story from Three Hundred and Fifty .
Well, I told Shisan before that I wanted to submit an article after I finish the exam. Is that still possible now? Reader YY asked me.
Of course, you say it, I’m listening.
Where should I start? I think this may be a story without an ending.
The story about my first love with him.
We were classmates before the liberal arts class in high school.
I remember that on the first day of school, I walked into the classroom. After looking around for a week, I found that there were several physical education students in the class who were quite good-looking.
But for him, there is only one thought: a boy who looks quite fair.
During the military training in high school, I was unable to participate in military training activities due to physical reasons.
I remember one day after lunch, my friend and I were walking on the playground and watched him walking towards us.
At that time, he happened to have his back to the sun, smiling and greeting people he met passing by. At that time, he suddenly felt in his heart:
He was quite good-looking. Maybe it was at that time that he started to be attracted.
later became familiar with him because he was a good friend of mine in junior high school.
One day my best friend told me that he seemed to like me very much and wanted to pursue me.
My friend, under the inducement of a few delicious meals from him, began to bring him to appear in front of me often, to make him feel more present, and occasionally to say nice things to him.
Maybe it was a long time, maybe it was the way he walked towards me against the light that day. Later, I agreed to be with him, and we started a relationship that lasted for three years in high school.
Actually, at that time, my family was very strict and wouldn’t let me fall in love so early.
But at that time, I felt that we should be together if we liked each other, and it did not delay each other's studies, so we still secretly stayed together without telling the family.
Perhaps it was my unique bravery for love when I was young.
I thought we would always be together and go to college together.
Before the college entrance examination, an accident happened in his family.
Since then, he has become less fond of laughing.
I stayed with him all the time, but at the same time I felt a deep sense of powerlessness because I didn’t know how to comfort him.
Slowly, perhaps because each of us was busy preparing for the college entrance examination, we were all greatly affected.
I thought that after the exam, I would go back to the way I was before.
Later, the college entrance examination was over and I was free.
Pay attention to your words when chatting with him every day, and try not to mention things about his family.
But when sharing with him, there are always some details that cannot be noticed.
And every time at this time, he would convey a lot of negative emotions to me.
I always felt that I should understand, so at that time I always wanted to avoid problems and comfort him.
I still overestimate myself.
He and I gradually developed into a cold war mode.
After the college entrance examination, we became a long-distance relationship.
He is no longer with me. Usually, if he doesn’t say anything out loud, I will feel worried and there will be a big gap in my heart.
Because I have always been under strict control in my high school life, I would often chat with him after class.
Sometimes the teacher is not in the class, so I borrow my cell phone from my classmates and chat with him.
To put it this way, he and I seemed to have been together for a long time, but in fact I only chatted with him in very sporadic time in high school.
After the college entrance examination, I originally wanted to be good and follow him like this.
But he started a cold war, and it was like this for a long, long time.
Later, we started to become perfunctory and didn't want to say a word. We quarreled, and then we separated.
The story does not end here.
Later, when I went to college, I met new people and started a new story.
I just don’t know why, but they didn’t stay together for a long time, and finally they separated.
Some time ago, he found me again and told me that he wanted to get back together with me.
I, in his carefulness and past memories, fell again.
Just when I thought I and he could go back to the past, he suddenly disappeared again.
No matter how I send messages or make phone calls, I can't find him.
He has become a person who will probably not have a follow-up, just like a person who suddenly walked into my life and disappeared in a hurry.
I originally thought that his return would put a perfect end to the previous regrets.
turned out to be another regret.
Finally, I hope every regret you have will become a beautiful memory of the past.
I am postman Thirteen. I wish you a good sleep tonight, no dreams, good night.
