I Loved Being Alone Until I Had You

In my mind, which is filled with romantic plots, confession, proposal and marriage are the three most memorable moments in a woman's life. They should be so romantic that when they become cliché, I can still be moved to tears when I recall them. However, art is always higher than life. June 13, 2003, I remember this date very clearly because that day was my birthday. The SARS epidemic that lasted for more than two months and the upcoming graduation made the entire campus seem to be immersed in a heavy separation. I was depressed to the limit by the heavy atmosphere, and I impulsively asked him to go to the bar for a drink. In my drunken state, I said to him: "Now that we have to go our separate ways, I just want you to tell me clearly: You don't like me, you have never liked me... Then I will give up..." After a brief silence, he said: "What if I say... I like it?" "Ah——" "I've liked you for a long time." "You, why didn't you tell me earlier?" "Don't you know? I thought I made it obvious enough." I have a headache, I drank too much, and my brain is a little unclear. I can't figure out why he likes someone but doesn't say anything.