Seven years ago:
After only knowing him for one day, he said to me: "I thought you rejected me."
I was shocked, "Reject... What?" What could I refuse him?
His surprised expression disappeared momentarily, "You said... What?"
Seven years later:
I chased him to the airport and met him.
He said awkwardly: "What a coincidence."
Him: "Yeah."
Me: "You're coming to fly too."
Him: "Yeah. Where are you going?"
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Me: "Where are you going?"
Youth growth story. (New author, please give me some advice)
Concept: Loving yourself is the prerequisite for loving and being loved