Mei Hao's car passed by a flower shop and he accidentally saw the proprietress inside. He said to me: "This proprietress is so beautiful. She is the most elegant woman I have ever seen." I stared at her without saying a word, and he added with regret: Why didn't I see it before?
Of course I agree with his point of view, because she has been the best in my heart for ten years, but I cannot accept his exclamation. So, I said angrily, you said that ten years ago.
Is there any mistake, Ah Shuo, when did I see her?
Of course you have met her. She is not only our alumnus, but also our neighbor class. Like you, she is the first one to escape from the classroom every day┅┅ I yelled in one breath, and his mouth opened wider and wider, his eyes widened like lanterns, and he said incredulously, Oh, Ah Shuo, your memory is so good. How come you can remember things ten years ago so clearly? Why do I have no impression at all? I just shut up with a guilty conscience, for fear of revealing my thoughts, but when he said this I became more excited: Of course you can't remember, but you always fall in love with her at first sight.
I've seen her a few times, and she's so exaggerated.
I'm exaggerating. Two years ago, you met me in the supermarket and said you were lovesick, but you got engaged within a month.
If it is really so destined, then I must go in and have a look.
He walked in, and I followed him. Her bright eyes stared at him without blinking, not noticing my existence at all. She stared at him, her face in high spirits, as cheerful as a lark, and her voice as soft as the spring breeze blowing on her face, oh, hello. You have really changed.
Yeah.
You used to be the most handsome boy in our school.
That said, I feel very embarrassed now.
She stared at him for a moment, shook her head, and said solemnly, but you are still you, what has changed is just your appearance┅┅
Mei Hao was speechless. For a moment, he looked at her in a daze. Maybe he wanted to search for memories, but he couldn't remember anything and finally ran away. He was very depressed along the way, but occasionally murmured, how could this happen, how could this happen? The only response to him was the lazily turning sound of the wheels.
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