you are my youth

Xiaoqiu will have a boyfriend, and will get married and have children in the future.

The two of us are like two parallel lines, walking together all the way, but there will never be a day when they meet.

I clearly know that there is not even a [-]% possibility of me and her, but I still can't let go of my feelings.

Perhaps it has become an obsession.

On weekends, I wanted to go to her school to meet her, so I called her one day in advance and said that I would go to see her the next morning.

I went to her school full of joy, but I couldn't contact her no matter what.I couldn't get through the phone, and there was no reply to text messages or emails.

I don't know what happened, I don't know where her dormitory is, I have been waiting for her at her school, waiting for her to answer the phone and read the information.

In order to let her sleep more, I went there late on purpose.But who would have thought that what awaited me would be such a bleak situation.

It's already winter, and the cold air invades my skin through the thin fleece fabric.

It's cold, I think my nose must be red from the cold.My legs started to ache and I'm sure I'll have a cold when I go back.

But nothing seemed so important until I met her, I just wanted her to see the missed calls and messages I sent her sooner.

I rubbed my frozen red hands, stomped my feet, and went around her school again and again.Two hours later, she finally called.

I was so angry that I couldn't help it, and asked her loudly: "You see what time it is now? I have been waiting for you for more than two hours."

On the other end of the phone, she said innocently: "I'm sorry, Wanwan, my boyfriend caught a cold last night. He had a high fever this morning, and I accompanied him to the hospital. I just saw your call now, and I kept you waiting for so long." Sorry for the long time."

I couldn't calm down, and my tone was cold: "I told you yesterday that I will come to you today, but you can't come, can you inform me in advance?"

She continued to explain in an innocent tone: "I was too anxious to leave in the morning and forgot to bring my mobile phone, so I didn't receive your call..."

I sneered twice, "Yes, friends, of course they are not as important as lovers."

Instead of explaining, she asked me where I was, and she came out to pick me up. Although I was angry, I told her my location.

After a while, she came over.

The moment I saw her appear, my heart suddenly softened. She looked at me carefully, like a frightened rabbit.

I felt that the softest part of my heart was tightly controlled by her, and my anger was easily extinguished by her.

She said weakly: "Why don't you beat me and scold me?" I looked at her and smiled instead of anger: "Let's forget it, I don't want to bear it."

I know, I'm making myself suffer.But liking this kind of thing is out of my control.

After a long time, it's the end of the term.

Since there are a few days off before the final exam, it is considered a review week.So I invited her to come to my school to play, and she readily agreed.

On the second day, she didn't come until after eleven o'clock at noon.I wondered if she was delayed by something, so I called her to ask.

It turned out she said she had just woken up and was going to come over.I am furious.

It was past twelve o'clock when she came over.I asked her if she had eaten, and she said no.

I said let's go eat first.Along the way, I didn't want to talk to her, and the atmosphere was very silent for a while.

She probably sensed that I was angry and dared not speak.

When I arrived at the entrance of the cafeteria, I felt much calmer, "You have to call me to explain whether you are coming or not. No matter if you got up late or something, you have to tell me in advance? Who do you think I am? , can tolerate you so infinitely?"

She whispered three words: "I'm sorry."

I laughed, I was fed up with her casual and nonchalant attitude.

"I'm sorry, if it's useful, why do you need the police? There will be no next time, or we will break up."

Only then did she panic, she took my arm and said: "There will be no next time, I promise, keep making friends, okay?"

I looked at her very calmly, "No one is an example, no one can tolerate you without a bottom line like me, count how many times you let me go?"

"It won't happen again," she promised.

I thought to myself, in the future, is there a future?I, Song Wan, like you, Xiang Xiaoqiu, but my patience is also limited.I can't stand still all the time.

The relationship of the past two years should be regarded as a dream with no ending.I should let it go too.

One summer a year later, I told her frankly that I liked her at the beginning.

She expressed surprise, saying that she never thought that I really liked her. She thought that the liking I mentioned at the beginning meant the liking between friends.

I smiled and said, "Would you say something special about the likes between friends? You are really crazy, but I don't like you anymore."

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Sahua is over (≧▽≦)/Maybe I will write a side story? (??ω??)