Many years later, when Jiaying and I were sitting in a western restaurant and looking out the window at the busy traffic and groups of middle school students playing and playing on the road, we had to admit that we were getting old. He has long passed the age of high-spiritedness, or perhaps more accurately, the age of overestimating one's abilities and being foolish for love.
When I was a teenager, I saw him for the first time. I didn't understand what love at first sight was, and I didn't understand what it meant to be astonished. I just felt that the world suddenly became brighter.
In the past ten years, she had cried, laughed, been silly, been naive, liked what he liked, hated what he disliked, and suffered a lot of criticism for him, but in the end she could not get what she wanted.
When we met again, when she started to smile like a mask towards him, when she was no longer unique to him, when she started to say no to him, she said, "I will be hurt again and again just because I love you. Now I know that I was wrong, I changed, I loved the wrong person, I don't blame you, I admit everything, so please don't let me see you again, it will only make me hate my former self..."
Ps: This article is slow to read and is not for beginners. If you read it, please read it patiently. This is a story about youth, growth and love.