Please Allow Me to Pretend

I don't know. I just remember that there was a boy in the class who was relatively thin and his family was not very good. He was often bullied. Once, another boy in the class beat him and broke the necklace he was wearing. I couldn't stand it at the time and helped him beat that boy. Then the whole school called the police. I filed a lawsuit, and my family came and scolded me. I was treated as a bad example in the school meeting. He was kind and brought me some peeled and crooked fruits. I slapped them on the ground. He cried and went to pick them up. I softened my heart when I saw them, and finally washed them in the sink and ate them. Later I learned that the broken necklace was a relic of his mother, and he grew up with his grandmother. My father is a bad gambler, but he is really good at studying! When I was about to graduate, I spent all my money to help him repair his necklace. At the end he held me and cried, and I swear my heart had never beat so fast. It's true, that guy is prettier than girls and has better grades. Many girls like him. I often ask him to help me date girls, but every time he seems to have a bad look on his face. In the end, due to my power, he decided to make a date, and then he started to make trouble, yin and yang with me, and finally left with the girl in his arms, leaving no one for me. Let me be single until graduation, and he will be loyal and single until graduation. This was a love destined not to be blessed. Not long after we got together, my neighbor discovered it. When my family found out, they locked me in the room and forced me to get married. He stood downstairs in the rain, holding up the necklace that witnessed our love. I slapped the wooden door with all my strength and begged my mother to let me out. When I opened the door, my mother wept and used a fruit knife to cut a strip on my neck. Bloodstains, I really panicked at that moment. My mother gave me life, and he gave me light. In the pain, I chose to agree to my mother, and went to see him for the last time. He was wet and trembling, kneeling there with the necklace in his hand against his forehead. I walked over and tore the necklace to pieces, and loudly said the most regretful words in my life, I never want to see you again! Turning around and leaving, I secretly treasured the fragments of the necklace. Just as careful as our love. I stayed in the army for eight years and went from high-spirited to taciturn. I thought time would smooth everything out. Unexpectedly, everything changed when we met. His eyebrows became gentler and his figure became thinner. With a slight smile, he held flowers and saluted me with a standard military salute. I knew he must have practiced it countless times. Welcome home! As soon as I stood at attention and returned the greeting, he rushed into my arms just like before, put his arms around my neck, and whispered in my ear, "You have worked hard these years," and I put my arms around his thin waist. I knew that I had fallen in love with him that summer when he threw himself into my arms. Intention: The book has no intention