Time Lives up to My Affection

Have you ever, there was a boy in the class last semester, I liked him a bit, hehehe (blushing) One day it rained very heavily, and his mobile phone had no data, so he didn't go home to eat. I went to the supermarket to buy bread, and I didn't go out to eat, so I just stayed in the class and chatted with him. At this time, a friend of mine asked me to go to the school dormitory to help him get a piece of clothing for his partner. The school dormitory was quite close to the school gate, so I told the boy that I would give you an umbrella. It happened that another friend asked me to help him get something from the dormitory. When I came down from the main building of the school, the rain had stopped. I brought two umbrellas. I went to the dormitory first to get my clothes, and then I was going to the supermarket opposite the school. When I walked to the gate, I met a girl from our class. She told me, let's go back. I said, huh? Then who is still waiting outside for me to deliver an umbrella? The rain had stopped by then, but I was afraid that he was still waiting for me, so I wanted to go find him. The girl said again, let's go and leave him alone. He has already returned to class. I went back to class with her dubiously. After returning to class, I found that she was really in class. I was quite angry. I asked you why you didn't tell me when you left, and I even ran out to give you an umbrella. Then he said, I sent you a message, but at that time I had already left the supermarket and there was no Internet. If you don't believe me, let me show you. Then I took out my phone. There were indeed two messages that were not sent. He added, "Oh, I didn't expect you to care so much about your classmates. You are so kind." I was so touched. Then I felt a wry smile in my heart, hehe, why do I care about my classmates? I obviously like them. Emmm, speaking of it, well, it's just the simple little throbbing of adolescence, puppy love. But I really didn't think about being boyfriend and girlfriend at that time. Then he left. Went out to study art. We don't keep in touch with each other much now, but now that I think about it, it was quite fun, haha. Like it, it goes as quickly as it comes. Ps: I think he also liked me a little bit at that time, hehehe.

Although it has been a long time, I still remember his smile at that time and his movements of thinking while doing questions. His eyelashes are really long, longer than many girls, so they are often envied by many girls~ He is the kind of person who studies well and is very quiet. His movements when running are very interesting, because wherever he is, I will secretly follow him with my eyes. In the past sports meetings, after he finished running, I would not dare to give him water~ So I gave the water to the male classmate who was playing well with him in the class and asked him not to tell him that I gave him the water. I felt very happy when I saw him drinking the water I gave him. What surprised me the most was that during the placement test, I was lucky enough to be assigned to the same class as him. Although he was not the same deskmate, he was indeed the deskmate behind me. To put it simply, he was my deskmate behind me. I could see him when I turned my head a little bit ^_^ He studied well and was in the upper reaches of the class, while I was in the middle. I often talked to him on the pretext of asking questions. Because we were at the same table, we gradually talked a lot more, and we even gave each other gifts on Christmas and other occasions. It is impossible to give him a gift alone, so I will buy many gifts, and the best one is for him. I will carefully put away the small gifts he gives me and treat them as offerings (づ ωど) The most impressive thing is that once I was not serious about writing a paper and made a lot of mistakes. When the exam was approaching, the teacher was very angry and beat me many times with a bamboo stick. The teacher also beat me when he called me to the office before. I couldn't help but feel the burning pain in my palms, and I would cry. But that time the teacher beat me in class, could I cry in front of him? So he pretended to be strong and tried not to cry, but his eyes were still red. He smiled and said to me "Why are you crying? I was beaten just now, several times more than you, so bear with it." He also showed me his hand, and I burst out laughing. He still smiled and said, "Isn't that great?" You have a nice smile (⑅˃◡˂⑅) Although we have parted ways for a long time now, and we have not contacted each other again, sometimes when I see your posts, I dare not even like them. However, I still want to thank you for appearing in my life and bringing me so many beautiful memories.

In youth, we all more or less like that person. In the eyes of others, he is not handsome, not tall, and has poor grades, but in your eyes, no one can compare to him. The first time we met, in fifth grade, I just came to this strange school. He was my back desk, or my friend, but this kind of friend relationship eventually turned into not even being a friend. At that time, we were noisy during class, he taught me math, and I helped him with Chinese. In this way, we helped each other bit by bit, and we established a friendly relationship. In sixth grade, he was in the next class. We were not in the same class, but we still had a good relationship. We met and greeted each other. I thought we would always be like this. Until the first year of junior high school, he found someone he liked, but I could only suppress my feelings and gradually put away my feelings. Every time I saw her playing with that girl, I always felt very uncomfortable. I tried not to think about it every time, but... Why? Just can't control it? Secret love starts with me but ends with you. You have someone you like. I really want to bless you, but I just can't do it. Do you think I'm selfish? I feel the same way. But after that time we never spoke a word again, and we were like strangers when we met. I don't know why this happened, I just know I can never go back. Now that our schools are far apart, I have thought about it a lot and finally let go. Sometimes I think back, if I had been braver, would we have been different? But time cannot go back, and we can only do this. Goodbye, the young and ignorant secret love, maybe it's time to stop it, the boy who once appeared in my life.

I remember it was a full moon night in winter, I'm very nervous, Yes, I am ready to confess to her, I've liked her for a long time, I fell in love with her the first day I saw her as a freshman in high school. I tried every possible means to understand her, I can't help but want to get close to her, I want to be closer to her. I want her to know, In her world, there is such a person who always stays with her. But I am not reconciled, I'm not willing to accept that my efforts can only be exchanged for her so-called bestie love. I want to try, I want to give myself a final result. I walked about half of the playground. I spoke softly: "The moon is so full tonight." Her: "Yeah." Me: "Chang'e may be missing her descendants." Her: "Maybe." Me: "You are so good at studying, you must know Bixing." Her: "So, what do you want to elicit?" I stopped, Looking into her clear and bright eyes. Say: "I like you." Time has stopped, She seemed to be frightened by me, Seeing that he didn't respond, I opened my mouth and said to her: "I will count to three while walking forward in a while. If you like me, catch up. If not... Then wait until I am far away before leaving." I walked towards the door, Shout loudly: "One." I took a small step forward, The man behind him didn't respond. "Two." I took another small step. The man behind him remained silent. "Three." I took a step forward. Just when I was about to leave quickly, She moved, Take two big steps in my direction, Grab my hand, Said in my ear: "I like you too." The sound is close at hand, Into the ears together with the heat, and heart.

My first love ended in vain. Everyone's first love is probably a secret love. I should be in love with him, because everyone knows my feelings for him, he also knows, his brother also knows, his brother and his grandfather even brought us together. However, he knows my feelings for him, but he doesn't express his feelings to me. Even getting very close to another girl. That was probably the darkest day in my life. I watched him and that girl finish class together every day, eat together, go to the supermarket to buy things together, fetch water together, sweep the floor together, and go for a walk together. My heart was really broken at that time. The girl was in our dormitory, the one on the bed opposite me. She knew I liked him, and she deliberately got close to him. That girl was a green tea. As long as there were boys who were good-looking and had good grades, she would go over and play with them. There was a time when he abandoned my little brother and got close to another boy. During that time, I felt that my little brother's whole life was as dark as mine. For a period of time, he was my front desk person. At that time, our relationship was very ambiguous. He would often turn around and smile at me. I would give him snacks and he would eat them. He would help me with anything I asked him to do, and he would often talk to me when I had nothing to do. But I don't know when he started ignoring me and started hanging out with that girl. Do you know what it feels like to have your heart broken? I've known him for ten years. I have been with him for ten years. But these ten years are no match for one, the girls' hard work... My first love, just like this, ended in vain...

Memories are far away, but you are very close It was a long, long time ago, actually not that long ago, when I was studying, I had my eye on a certain classmate in the next class. How did you target it? In fact, when I went down the stairs and this classmate went up the stairs, we routinely gave way to each other. In fact, the stairwell was designed to be quite large, but we met so dramatically... Then we never succeeded in giving way, and we just kept blocking each other... It was a little embarrassing later, and the classmate was a little embarrassed, so we stopped and stopped giving way, and the classmate just... Ran away! By chance, I met this classmate again in the corridor. After asking the classmate next door, I learned a lot about this classmate! I also noticed an interesting thing about this classmate. This classmate likes to run out of the corridor after class, hold his chin up and look at the world he can see... It was only a long time later that I found out that this classmate's sense of smell was too sensitive. He felt that the students in the classroom were noisy after class and the air was very bad, so he ran out to see the world! So every time this classmate held his chin in the corridor and breathed fresh air and looked at the world, I sat by the window of my classroom and looked at this classmate for a long, long time... So long that I still can't forget this classmate's profile and yawning...

I don't know the origin of love, but I am deeply in love💫 secret love It's a silent confession It's a need for companionship ... When we were young There is always a boy you really love He's not that good Not much attention But it happened to be that boy caught my eye✨ He is not a quiet, silent, aloof boy On the contrary, he is a lively and noisy boy Because of him, I learned to voyeur and remain unknown people often ask me If you like it, just confess it. Then I came to a sentence that I often advise others: If you like it, just confess it. At worst, we won't be friends. I don't lack friends, I just need a boyfriend👑 A sentence that is usually easy for me to say, but when it comes to me, I don't know how to say it. The boy I like can't even be my friend, how sad it is... Then I will quietly like you, protect you, and love you as a friend🌉 Meeting you is my greatest luck Secret love is both beautiful and bitter Companionship is the most affectionate confession If you also have a crush Then please become excellent It is better to accompany him to grow up than to pursue vigorously💒

When I was in the fifth grade of elementary school, a boy was transferred to our class. Maybe it was because I was sitting alone, so the teacher arranged for him to sit with me. He is cheerful, lively, cute and very popular. I have been in that class for four years, and I only have a few friends. He has only been here for a few days, and he can get along well with the boys in the class. I can also chat with a few girls. To be honest, I was jealous. Jealous that he has so many friends. We were at the same table. Once we got to know each other, we would often joke around and become friends. One day after school, everyone had finished leaving, and only me and him were left. There wasn't much homework that day, so I just wanted to finish my homework and go home. Kuo noticed it was raining just after finishing his homework, and only then did I realize that he was there. As for what he was doing before, I really didn't pay attention. It was raining heavily and windy. I sneezed and asked him: Do you have an umbrella? "No." "Take it." He threw the coat to me. I was confused. He then said, "Take this coat and run home, and then bring the umbrella over to save me." I rolled my eyes at him, thinking that this was the only way I could do it now, so I did as he said. It takes about ten minutes to walk from school to my house. If you run a little, it should be fine. Then we went back to our homes safely. Except I had a cold for two or three days. Later, I would basically share anything with him. At that time, he was already different from others in my heart. None of my previous friends had shared so many things. He is special to me, this must be a secret love.

I once had a crush on a boy. He had good grades and was very good-looking. When he gave me lectures, I always fell into his tenderness. It seemed that he was the only one in my eyes. I always kept this secret crush in my heart. There are students in our class. A girl is very good-looking, lively and cheerful, and has good grades. Others are saying that they are a match made in heaven. They are a perfect match. They have not seen each other since graduation. The so-called secret love is just a casual glance from you. My heart trembles. Unexpressed love is regretful, but expressed is sad. Just like fireworks, they are gorgeous but also lonely.

My first love was when I was eighteen years old. A friend introduced me to him, who was five years older than me. He was tall and handsome, and he liked me very much. However, I was ignorant and ignorant at the time, like a proud peacock, and eventually his family forced us to break up. I was very sad at the time and didn't understand why his family didn't like me. Now that I am living a good life and have a family of my own, I sincerely wish him happiness and peace!