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Why do I miss your love?

When I was a junior in college, the editor-in-chief of the school newspaper assigned me a campus news feature and asked me to interview alone about the popularity of hanging bed curtains in student dormitories. One night after self-study, I followed the flow of people out of the classroom toward the dormitory. The girls in front were chatting and chatting while walking. I rushed over to stop them, told them that I was a reporter for the school newspaper, and asked them how many girls hung bed curtains and why. They were a little embarrassed, and one of the girls said, "In order to keep my secret from being discovered by others." I asked her what her secret was. She said, "Since it's a secret, I can't tell you." I wrote down her words and chatted with them for a long time. I gained a lot from this interview. After the article was published, it caused a great response on campus, and my name was also familiar to many students.

Not long after that, one day my brother Yuan, who slept on the upper bunk above me, suddenly wanted to introduce me to a girl who lived in the same dormitory as his female fellow villager. At that time, I was busy learning to write all day long, and I always thought that falling in love was a waste of time.

The other brothers in the dormitory all shouted, "Are you afraid that girls will look down on you?" I tried my best to refute them, trying to prove that I just didn't want to talk. Yuan said: "Can you prove it to us? Can you make a bet?" My competitive spirit was aroused, so we high-fived and made a bet.

According to the time agreed by Yuan for us, one full moon night, we met on a lonely tree-lined avenue. The girl had long hair on her shoulders, was delicate and slender. We walked under the moonlight and chatted while walking, ranging from our respective majors to anecdotes about the dormitory. The atmosphere was harmonious and warm.

Naturally, I talked about the feature I published in the school newspaper, and I asked her which situation in my article belonged to it. She chuckled and said, "To keep my secret from being discovered by others." I glanced at her in surprise, and then I realized that she was the girl I interviewed a few days ago.