--If you could go back to the past, what would you do?
--Study hard, then tell him just how much I liked him.
#Only I Know How Much I Like You#
It's probably a story with a few regrets. As usual, updates come late at night.
*Maybe he'll never know just how, how very much I liked him back then.*
*There is no real-life inspiration. Please don't assume this is about anyone you know.*
Theme:
Woohoo, it's so exciting to read Luo Bei's several novels! Then turn here. Su Lin's story is really, really like mine. I fell in love with a boy at the beginning of the school year (I used to be a very autistic person who only played with two or three of my best friends and didn't know anyone in other classes.) During the school opening ceremony, I saw him standing on the podium, with the sun shining on his shoulders and his eyes shining. I was really moved in an instant!! Got it!! At first I didn't even know his name. . I only know the pronunciation. Later, at the age assembly, when his name was written on the award, I realized (holding my forehead) that he and I were in the same grade! He is in the third class and I am in the second class. Our two classes can be said to be the two classes with the least connection in the grade. Only the interdisciplinary course of art and music has the same teacher as Taofa (although I am the representative of the art class, but I am really average in art...) Art is not good, music has no sense, and he has never taken the interdisciplinary course (he has not taken the placement test since the first time! Come! Pass! Sad.) There is only Taofa, so I worked super hard to go to Taofa. Of all the classes, the most serious one is probably the Taoist class. The day before yesterday, English final week was quite tight, so Teacher Daofa taught the two classes together, and then! He didn't come. . . (He seems to be in poor health, has heart problems, and often doesn't come to class.) After I fell in love with him, I developed the habit of pouring water in the first class every day (and I deliberately took a long way to fetch water from a far away place...) Just to pass by their classroom and take a look at him through the glass window at the door (I am really grateful to the principal for this, the principal built a new school this year with glass windows in every classroom for the convenience of display). I deliberately delayed for a long time at noon to go downstairs with him at the right time. I even figured out that he didn't take physical exercise classes, what classes he made up after school, who he chatted with, he didn't wear school uniforms, he liked white down jackets, and he used pens for exams (! He and I were in the same exam room, but we were separated by a row). He always smiled, liked robots, was a world champion in robots, liked programming (I learned Python specifically for this, I also liked it myself), and used a trolley schoolbag (black and blue)... All the details are really lingering. After I fell in love with him, I suddenly started to like reading romance novels (I had always read Duoharadanhh before), and the male protagonist must be a science major and very good at programming. Unknowingly, I will listen to a lot of Secret Love songs and watch the sweet TV series about Secret Love. Because his abbreviation is fxt, every time I do mathematics, f and t are the first choices for the intersection of the auxiliary lines, and fxt is the first choice for the unknown coefficient of the function. (For a linear function, it is y=fx+t) It's the end of term! Also a graduating class. I was very touched when I read this short article. I've liked him for so long and he doesn't even know my name. We are like two parallel lines that will never intersect. Maybe I have been coying there by myself for a long time. After all, if I fall in love with him at the wrong time, there will be no results in the end (after all, I am very cowardly), then let him go! Study hard! It's not too late to see you later. (Then he started to pray that he never had a girlfriend or a boyfriend) I hope that after many years, meeting again can be like in the novel! Thank you Luobei! Thank you also Su Lin, thank you Zhong Yi (I like this book very much, the feeling of warm and soft dumplings), thank you He Yu (cool! My role model). The writing is not good, and there is no logic. I just felt very emotional after reading it and said everything that came to my mind. There are still three days of exams. I would like to worship God He and God Fu in science, and I would like to worship Zhong Yi in liberal arts. Wish you all the best and happy new year /Youzu also studied hard today 2021.1.8
I probably have a crush. He is the reflection of many of my novels. He is a senior who is one grade above me. He can go to Qingbei by rank. He is also the president of the student union. He is also tall and handsome. His voice has that magnetic bass and he talks humorously. He was our class counselor at the beginning of the school year. At that time, during an activity to get acquainted with the campus, he happened to lead our group into groups. His friend planned to give us a difficult problem at a level. He jokingly said, "Don't touch my people." Although it was just a joke, I was a little moved for a moment. Then the student union recruited new people. He was still the minister of a certain department at the time. I So I decided to go to his department, and the reasons I gave to others were always high-sounding. Only I knew it was because I liked him a little bit. I quietly wrote an impossible scene in my diary - during team building, I said happily and boldly, "Actually, I want to join the department because the minister is the most popular among all publicity personnel." He's so handsome!" After that, no matter how busy the crowd was, I could see him at a glance, on the playground with uniforms, in the cafeteria, at the corner of the stairs, in the gymnasium, and as a volunteer behind the scenes of the grand event. At first I didn't even dare to say hello, but when I saw other students waving without any burden, and I was afraid that saying hello suddenly would be weird, I struggled for a long time and finally I was able to say hello normally. I want to study hard for him, I want to go to the same university as him, and then I can continue to look at him from afar, that would be great
I also think about the first boy I seriously liked in junior high school. I finally stopped dreaming about meeting him. I didn't even mention him like before. He disappeared and was in my emotions.
Time will eventually take away everything
A secret love is a like that you just make up in your head
Is it be? I feel so cruel when I read the copywriting. Woohoo.
5555 Is not enough.
What should I do? I don't dare to look at it. It feels so cruel.
What should I do? I don't dare to look at it. It feels so cruel.
My wife is really good at writing about secret love (although I have never had a crush)