I never thought that my 18-year-old would miss me crazily through the screen.
"Sister~" "Here" "Sister~~" "What's wrong" "Sister~~~" "What's wrong with Dabao?"
These are normal conversations, and I remember how you loved me.
"I finished first in my physical education class today!" "Get out of class is about to end, I'm so exhausted!" "You lazy pig, why haven't you gotten up yet! The sun is shining on you." I think about it every day. The happiest time in love is when I keep thinking about it a lot, and you can reply to me one by one after you wake up or finish your work.
Today is my birthday. I had a quarrel with my ex-roommate early in the morning. I usually tolerate it a little bit. I don't want to wrong myself on my birthday. The quarrel escalated into a fight, and I ended up writing a 1,500-word review (my sister helped me write it). Although it was a bit disappointing, overall it was pretty good.
"When we meet, we must hug each other." Looking at the screen, thinking about meeting soon, and thinking about the countless conversations, processes, and results of the meeting. Yes! We haven't even met online yet, but we picked it up while playing Game of Thrones. I'm jealous! Hey hey hey
Intention: I never thought that such a person would come in and worry about gains and losses. I will always look for the way you love me in the fragmented memories. It's so strange. I still like you very much, so why do I shed tears.