An encounter does not mean eternity; so what does it mean to meet again? Fate? Yes, fate.
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This is a story that is so plain that it can even fade into the taste of plain water. It may also be the least outstanding among so many kinds of love stories. But when it falls on a specific man and woman, it is their only special and true story. Perhaps everyone who reads this story , you can still see your own shadow here... The author is not a professional writer. I write this article just to tell our own stories through her and him in the pen. I just want to talk about the grievances in my heart during that ambiguous period. I just want to see if there are any stupid girls like me back then...
There is a stage between the confession and the decision of whether to accept it. We can no longer treat the person as an ordinary friend, and we can no longer treat him that way, so we call it the ambiguous period. Because during this period, you are not disgusted or repelled by that boy, but you are not sure whether he is suitable for you, so you dare not agree rashly. Because we have passed the age where we can fall in love casually and break up if we are not happy. In our early 20s, we already have a lot to consider... Everyone has had one or more ambiguous experiences when they were young, just like the layer of window paper that can never be broken. Only those who have tasted it know the taste. If she was with him in the end, then the change must be caused by one person. I just hope that every one of you who reads the story will feel full in your heart and can say with a knowing smile, ah - I have met that boy before.
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If you are in the vast world of literature and read this article at an inadvertent point in time, I just want to say, look ~ we are so destined...