After listening to Wei's persuasion, maybe I thought the same in my heart. I'm afraid that if I do something like the junior high school again, what should I do if I hurt her.I can't be sorry for her.

As usual, every day after class, she would tell her if she had any questions. Most of the time, she was the one who corrected the questions by herself, and I just sat in my seat in a daze.

At the end of the second monthly exam, everyone was sitting in the classroom doing nothing, no one was in charge anyway, just chatting secretly.Here we are talking with the whole group, I don't know who will start talking about love first.

"Hey, Yang Jia, do you have a boyfriend?" the most playful boy in the group asked her.

"Huh? How do you know." She was surprised.

"I've seen him before. He doesn't look very good. Why did you fall in love with him?" His tone was full of disdain.

"It's okay, I think he's pretty good. I don't know what happened when I was in junior high school. It seems that when our school just reformed, he was asked by his parents to suspend class for self-reflection because I didn't agree with him and was drunk. I was I don't like it very much, but after he came back, he never mentioned that matter, but he treated me better and better, maybe, we just got together like this, I can't tell."

It was the first time I saw her shy look, but I didn't expect it to be because of another boy I didn't know. I didn't know what expression I should make. Are you happy for her?I still feel sad for myself, I don't know, I only know that they didn't hear what they said afterwards, and the phrase "we are together like this" has been echoing in my mind.

She has a boyfriend, and I thought about confessing my love back then, which is really ironic.How can I, she has a boyfriend, sure enough, she just considers me a friend, even, just an ordinary friend, not even a good friend, it's a joke that I still want to confess my love.

I laugh at myself, look down on myself, feel that I think too highly of myself, yes, how can such a perfect person like girls, this is not recognized by the society, only I am abnormal!It seems that what Wei said is right, let it be, so you will know that she has a boyfriend.I don't know how to face her, I still wait for her every day, but I dare not look at her more and more, I am afraid, I am afraid that she will see through me, she is so smart.

Then one night, in the third class of late self-study, I corrected my wrong questions as usual, and answered the notes with the questions she sent me one by one, but I didn’t expect such a piece of paper to come later. "You, I won't go with you tonight." I turned my head to look at her, expressing that I knew it, and I knew that she would go with her friends occasionally.But then came another "You don't have to wait for me at night, I don't want to drag you down."

When I saw that line of writing, I instantly felt so wronged, why, tears flowed out, you know, I only cry in front of my best buddies and family members, but, but I really can’t help it ah.How could she do this, why didn't she let me wait for her, I like her, I enjoy waiting for her time, I like it, what do you mean I don't want to drag me down, I never think she is my drag, how can she do this Thinking to myself, how could she drag me down, I like her, it will only make me work harder.I just want to cry, the person I like the most has no self-confidence, am I not angry when I am Garfield?

She obviously didn't expect things to develop in this direction, and I felt that she was stunned, probably thinking: what's going on, why is she crying, what's going on.

Afterwards, I just kept crying, not knowing what she was doing, and while crying, a note came: "Don't cry, I just don't want to waste your time, it's not good to drag you down."

I looked at the note for a long time, really angry and funny, picked up the pen and replied: "You are not me, how do you know that I am wasting time, I never regard you as a drag, you can't think like that, You are framing me."

Obviously, she was stunned again, when did I speak so impolitely.

"But, I think this is a waste of your time. Your grades are better than mine, and you don't do anything here every night. Isn't it a waste of time?" She gave up writing the note, lowered her voice and followed I speak.

"How come, our grades are comparable, you will definitely be better than me, don't be so unconfident, I don't think it's a waste of time, and I get the most benefits from giving you lectures. You can't do this I think." While talking, there was a feeling that I was comforting her, really, the mood was complicated.

"It's not good anyway." She seemed to be convinced by me.

"It's okay if I say it's okay. I'm lazy and you don't know. I don't do anything when I go back to the dormitory earlier. It's better to study here." Seeing her wavering, I added fire. How could I give up? The chance to be alone with her.

"Okay." She still agreed, happy.

"Then you are not allowed to say such things in the future." I intensified my request.

"kindness."

Hearing her promise to me, I really feel refreshed, well, I am not sleepy anymore, let's continue my self-study.

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