I've Liked You for Many Years
by Lin Zhilan
About This Novel
If you know from the beginning that the person you like will never like you, and he never gives you any hint in his eyes, never smiles at you ambiguously, but instead talks about his love for another person in front of you without any scruples, then do you still have the courage to confess? This book contains fifteen short stories. This is a silent love letter I wrote to you during those years when I kept my obsession with you hidden.
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I told everyone who knew us that I never liked you, not once, and I said we were friends. But I really, really like you. This matter has withstood the baptism of time and has even become a habit. I listen to your voice, look at your back, touch the only photo of the two of us apart, think about it when eating, think about it when sleeping, even reading a novel can bring you in. You said, how much I like you.
It's okay (=^?^=)
Very nice. Secret love is a person's chaos. It's humble unrequited love, and you need to be better to be able to stand by the one you love. That's what makes you fall in love with him. Some people have a secret love without asking for results, but who can really not care, they are just lying to themselves. He keeps hinting at the other person, but he seems to have no idea, and is afraid that he will fall in love with someone who doesn't love him, just like the lyrics in Red High Heels, "How can I best describe you, and how can I compare you to you? I have a strong feeling for you, but I don't know much about you, I just rely on intuition... I love you, there is a conflict of going left and right, crazy but afraid there is no way out..." Secret love is actually a process of gaining love experience. The sweet and sour taste will fill your heart.
I've liked you for many years
I still remember that it was summer, a very beautiful age. At that time, I was in the first grade of junior high school. I was probably relatively young. I liked you because you looked a bit like a ruffian, but you were also very smart. You didn't like studying very much, but your grades were very good. At that time, I had a low self-esteem. I was not good-looking and my grades were not very good (my ability to adapt to the new school was relatively weak) and I was not very talkative. At that time, many girls in our class were very fond of you. But in the three years of junior high school, I never admitted that I like you in front of others. It was so difficult to say this at that time. Later, we became ordinary friends (the dispensable kind). After graduating from junior high school, because you went to that school, I secretly asked you about your scores and estimated which class you went to. Are you telling me that you I signed up for that school but didn't say which class I signed up for, but I still didn't get what I wanted. You paid a high price to get into the best class. I couldn't accept it when I first started school. I was very depressed and couldn't study at all. It was only because of my friends that I was allowed to step out. I feel that our class is pretty good, even without you. Later, I don't know who you heard said that I like you, but you never told me that you knew it, so we started to be friends and chatted occasionally. I remember on Labor Day in my sophomore year of high school, for some reason you told me that you wanted me to be your girlfriend as a shield to stop your bad romance.
I have remembered your words for many days and your smile for many years.
The most sadistic love is not that you can't love it, but that he never wanted to be with you from the beginning.
I've liked you for many years I never dared to tell you because I was afraid of losing you. However, it seems that I have never gained you from beginning to end, so how can I lose you?
You are thousands of miles away, but he is hiding from you everywhere. You have seen the night view of Beijing in the early morning, you have blown the coldest wind for him, and you have shed almost a lifetime of tears for him, but what's the use. He still doesn't love you, and he still can't give you what you want and be carefully placed. All you get is the sentence, I'm sorry
In fact, author, have you ever thought that these girls have pushed away their likes and possibilities by themselves? If they were braver and more open-minded, maybe the ending would be different. Even if they are not together, they will not stop contacting each other, and the girl's heart knot can be alleviated; but there is no if.
I've liked you for years and you would never know
I suddenly didn't want to read this book. To be precise, I didn't dare to read it. You and I have been classmates for five years, but I have never been in your eyes. I used to think you liked me. When you saw a cartoon I drew and asked me if I liked that boy in the class, I said no, but I whispered in my heart that I only like you. I was timid and did not say this... Later, when I was about to graduate in the third year of junior high school, you asked me if I would like to be my roommate forever. I smiled and said, I would graduate soon, it was impossible. In fact, you never know my unspoken love. When I saw how good you were to her, I lost all courage and was proud of myself. When my best classmates in the class asked me if I liked you, I denied it. Because on the day I graduated from junior high school and left school, I came back to pick up the forgotten book and saw the back of you and her side by side, which made me feel that my liking might not be so important. I once told myself that you and her are just classmates for a longer time. Now I am about to graduate from high school. I haven't contacted you in three years, but I still secretly follow your news and know that you are not with her. But I still think of you, just like I am busy studying late at night. Maybe I am too idle. Maybe this is my last farewell to you. Goodbye, that boy...
I've liked you for many years Can't match you blurted goodbye I feel like I have worked very hard. But after you see me frequently, Only then will I suddenly remember I seem to see it a lot lately Then he started talking and laughing with his friends again You are my three lives and three lives, I'm just a passerby in your extra chapter...
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I told everyone who knew us that I never liked you, not once, and I said we were friends. But I really, really like you. This matter has withstood the baptism of time and has even become a habit. I listen to your voice, look at your back, touch the only photo of the two of us apart, think about it when eating, think about it when sleeping, even reading a novel can bring you in. You said, how much I like you.
It's okay (=^?^=)
Very nice. Secret love is a person's chaos. It's humble unrequited love, and you need to be better to be able to stand by the one you love. That's what makes you fall in love with him. Some people have a secret love without asking for results, but who can really not care, they are just lying to themselves. He keeps hinting at the other person, but he seems to have no idea, and is afraid that he will fall in love with someone who doesn't love him, just like the lyrics in Red High Heels, "How can I best describe you, and how can I compare you to you? I have a strong feeling for you, but I don't know much about you, I just rely on intuition... I love you, there is a conflict of going left and right, crazy but afraid there is no way out..." Secret love is actually a process of gaining love experience. The sweet and sour taste will fill your heart.
I've liked you for many years
I still remember that it was summer, a very beautiful age. At that time, I was in the first grade of junior high school. I was probably relatively young. I liked you because you looked a bit like a ruffian, but you were also very smart. You didn't like studying very much, but your grades were very good. At that time, I had a low self-esteem. I was not good-looking and my grades were not very good (my ability to adapt to the new school was relatively weak) and I was not very talkative. At that time, many girls in our class were very fond of you. But in the three years of junior high school, I never admitted that I like you in front of others. It was so difficult to say this at that time. Later, we became ordinary friends (the dispensable kind). After graduating from junior high school, because you went to that school, I secretly asked you about your scores and estimated which class you went to. Are you telling me that you I signed up for that school but didn't say which class I signed up for, but I still didn't get what I wanted. You paid a high price to get into the best class. I couldn't accept it when I first started school. I was very depressed and couldn't study at all. It was only because of my friends that I was allowed to step out. I feel that our class is pretty good, even without you. Later, I don't know who you heard said that I like you, but you never told me that you knew it, so we started to be friends and chatted occasionally. I remember on Labor Day in my sophomore year of high school, for some reason you told me that you wanted me to be your girlfriend as a shield to stop your bad romance.
I have remembered your words for many days and your smile for many years.
The most sadistic love is not that you can't love it, but that he never wanted to be with you from the beginning.
I've liked you for many years I never dared to tell you because I was afraid of losing you. However, it seems that I have never gained you from beginning to end, so how can I lose you?
You are thousands of miles away, but he is hiding from you everywhere. You have seen the night view of Beijing in the early morning, you have blown the coldest wind for him, and you have shed almost a lifetime of tears for him, but what's the use. He still doesn't love you, and he still can't give you what you want and be carefully placed. All you get is the sentence, I'm sorry
In fact, author, have you ever thought that these girls have pushed away their likes and possibilities by themselves? If they were braver and more open-minded, maybe the ending would be different. Even if they are not together, they will not stop contacting each other, and the girl's heart knot can be alleviated; but there is no if.
I've liked you for years and you would never know
I suddenly didn't want to read this book. To be precise, I didn't dare to read it. You and I have been classmates for five years, but I have never been in your eyes. I used to think you liked me. When you saw a cartoon I drew and asked me if I liked that boy in the class, I said no, but I whispered in my heart that I only like you. I was timid and did not say this... Later, when I was about to graduate in the third year of junior high school, you asked me if I would like to be my roommate forever. I smiled and said, I would graduate soon, it was impossible. In fact, you never know my unspoken love. When I saw how good you were to her, I lost all courage and was proud of myself. When my best classmates in the class asked me if I liked you, I denied it. Because on the day I graduated from junior high school and left school, I came back to pick up the forgotten book and saw the back of you and her side by side, which made me feel that my liking might not be so important. I once told myself that you and her are just classmates for a longer time. Now I am about to graduate from high school. I haven't contacted you in three years, but I still secretly follow your news and know that you are not with her. But I still think of you, just like I am busy studying late at night. Maybe I am too idle. Maybe this is my last farewell to you. Goodbye, that boy...
I've liked you for many years Can't match you blurted goodbye I feel like I have worked very hard. But after you see me frequently, Only then will I suddenly remember I seem to see it a lot lately Then he started talking and laughing with his friends again You are my three lives and three lives, I'm just a passerby in your extra chapter...
