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The taste of unrequited love
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Secret love is the most normal thing. I wonder if there is not a boy or girl who makes people "excited" in their youth ... < P > I am a very playboy girl.

The so-called playboy is not about how many boyfriends you have talked about at a young age, nor how many stars you have eaten since childhood, but about the unusual frequent changes of people who have a heart.

From beginning to end, I liked someone for no more than two weeks, and I never understood what it was like to be a star for several years.

Sometimes it's inevitable to laugh at yourself ―― I'm so unfaithful to my unrequited love ...

Why bother!

in fact, every time I was tempted, I fell in love at first sight, and then I fell out of control!

I began to know what "like" is in the fourth grade. Since then, running all the way has enjoyed countless pleasant scenery and has naturally been fascinated for n times.

for a person who is not single-minded, it is impossible to like someone for a long time. The so-called puppy love is just superficial appreciation and admiration. Once you get close to the ideal person, once you realize that the real person is not as perfect as you imagined, everything will be over.

However, I have never known my secret love. Wearing the coat of Xueba, which was buckled since I was a child, and under the recognized banner of a good girl, my youth, which is really monotonous, is a blank. All the licentiousness and rebellion, all the rainy seasons in the flower season, are all self-written and self-performed monologues.

More than once, I held a book and secretly watched a virgin god passing by laughing and laughing with others not far away, ignoring my ordinary, uncontested and unknown self. I have secretly vowed more than once-if there is a next life, I will broaden my social circle even if I die, and I will be a social youth!

Speaking of shame, I have the courage to write down these words that I didn't dare to think about before, and I am not ashamed at all. This is my "growth" in high school for a month, or my catharsis after being suppressed by boring life.

I searched for unrequited love on Zhihu, and there was a topic: What is the saddest thing about unrequited love?

I looked through it all night last night, and my eyes were sour, because I didn't wet my eyes with tears, I didn't sigh, I just giggled silently ―― Ha, I have experienced all these things and these little emotions!

Today, I stumbled across the QQ of the male god. Sure enough, the sports meeting made him angry, and the space visits increased by 1,, and many new friends were added. On the other hand, who wouldn't like a boy with high face value, white skin, tall, long legs, warm smile, eight-pack abdominal muscles, sprinting more than ten meters and taking the lead in hurdles?

I went through his stories again and again, carefully read every comment, and then silently deleted my interview record.

even though I know it's a waste of time, even if I have too much homework to finish, I'm willing. It's not crazy, at least youth has to leave some "sacrifices" without regrets!

I still don't have the courage to break through the established reality ―― I'm a nerd who is monotonous, out of touch with the world, can't be addicted to idolize's drama, and only knows how to learn.

I'm afraid of being known by my friends, and I'm even more afraid of disappointing my parents.

but actually, I really seem to know him ... unfortunately, I'm afraid there will be no hope in the next three years ―― we are not on the same track, and no matter how hard we try, we can't get anywhere.

speaking, he was the first boy who made me dare to express my feelings in words, although he was still secretly afraid to publish it on the social wall of the school. But at least I dare to express my thoughts ―― when people go to high school, they will always be more courageous, especially emotionally.

So, today I want to summarize some touching sentences that I have seen, hoping to arouse the buzz.

(Note: The following text comes from the wonderful comments of Zhihu and Netease Cloud Music)

1. In order not to let others see that I am particularly good to him, I can only be good to everyone, and tmd is exhausted.

2. I haven't owned him for a second, but I feel that I have lost him for thousands of times.

3. "alas. Originally, I was a veiled rouge vendor next to Tianshui Pavilion. On that day, you hit the horse and laughed and asked, "Do you know where I can make a sword, Miss?" I disguised myself as a man and went to the blacksmith shop to learn how to strike iron. After waiting for a long time, you finally came to get the sword. I handed it to you, and you asked me where the girl selling rouge next to Tianshui Pavilion was. My heart tightened, but I listened to the next sentence. You said you wanted to bring a box of red ones to your sweetheart ... "

(Reply: This completely covers the behavior and psychology of secretly loving someone ―― doing something for ta, thinking that ta would like herself for it; I was suddenly "accosted or approached" by ta, thinking that ta also liked myself → _→ only to find that ta approached myself only for the talent in ta's heart ……)

4. I was afraid that he (she) knew, that he (she) didn't know, and that he (she) pretended not to know.

5. how to shed tears? It's wrong to know who you are.

6. I finally sat nearby and changed my seat next week.

7. I have a bottle of unified iced black tea that he handed me casually on September 16th, 29, and I haven't opened it yet.

8. I think I send a circle of friends just so that you can see it.

9. I'm so glad that you are so kind, and I'm so sad.

1. Unrequited love is like a war. Both the enemy and the soldier are themselves. The small victory and defeat are just your own ups and downs, and he is the center of the whole world, unaware of it.

11. My diary has become your journal ...

12. Go to all the places where he may appear every day, and then, I can't meet him.

13. I'm watching ta and watching ta's back.

14. Having a crush on someone for so many years, I always think that I have done so many things for him or her. In the end, I found that what I love is just an illusion in my heart.

15. You are not even qualified to be jealous.

16. He looked at me like a mirror in my heart ...

17. When I go to a restaurant every day, the first thing is really not to eat, but to see him quietly.

18. I want to hide when I see him coming, and I want to chase when I see him walking back.

19. I'm moved by your name.

2. Listening to the story of you and your girl, I pretended to be funny with my despair.

21. The moment when he suddenly realized that he could never like you.

22. Look at our few chat records word by word.

23. I have never seen a smile when I saw you playing with others-God, please let me give up, okay?

24. When taking photos of graduation photo, I desperately want to stand behind him (her) and be closer to him (her)-because I know that it will be our only photo.

25. Watching The Little Thing of First Love, My Girlhood, and The Girl We Chased Together in Those Years, so many people hide their faces and cry in front of the big screen. Because you can't tell for a long time whether you love her or the time you loved her. But what does it matter? During that time, you worked quietly where no one could see you, like a soldier polishing his knife and gun. And her heart is the only battlefield you want to win. You and I used to be so ordinary, so ordinary. It was those young and youthful loves that made us have light.

26. the most embarrassing thing is: people don't take you seriously at all, and you are so sentimental? .

27. He doesn't like you, but you have an illusion that he likes you. Like a person, the most sad thing is that you can never blossom when you are humble in the dust. In the eyes of people who don't like you, all your efforts are like a clumsy performance, and no matter how much, they are just a joke after dinner.

28. I'm not in the same class as you. I don't know how many people around you secretly love you and pay you attention. I don't know when and why you were injured and bleeding. I don't know which teacher criticized you and what grievances you suffered. I can't help you out, I can't comfort you for the first time, I can't share your happiness and pain, I can't see your face and your smile, and even my love can't reach you, but please believe-I like you.

finally, tell me some little experiences.

He is a very cold person, and he likes to be alone. I am also a little withdrawn, and we are very similar!

The day before the sports meeting, we rehearsed, and we walked in the training team. During the rest on the way, the whole class sat in a row of those big pillars. I sat alone on the edge, my classmates were laughing and laughing, and I looked at the playground silently, very lonely. Knowing that he is a maverick, I thought he would sit with me and leave the public, and then we would chat together. After all, I looked lonely at that time. But I didn't wait for him, even didn't see him, and finally I was so lonely that I sat next to my classmates. After sitting in the past, I found that he just went to buy water, and then he came over, just at the edge of a pillar away from the female classmate. In other words, if I hadn't left, we would have really sat together! At that time, I was very sorry and depressed, as if I had missed something.

he was behind me at the sports meeting, and I was secretly pleased. But then he was arranged by the teacher to be next to a classmate, and we were separated by two classmates. The girl next to him kept asking him questions, and he also explained them. The girl told him a joke and he didn't answer it. I can only pretend to be doing my homework secretly from a distance, quietly listening to their answers mixed with laughter, and secretly complaining why it is not myself sitting next to him.

I dare not oversleep at noon every day, for fear that I can't get up. Always rushing to make up the bed before ringing the bell and rushing out of the teaching dormitory, in order to be alone with him who came home to the classroom early at noon, such as asking a question or something. Because he doesn't like to talk with girls when there are many classmates during recess. I can only use these short minutes. At that time, I really didn't feel sleepy, and I felt particularly looking forward to it when I woke up every day. When I ran from the fifth floor of the dormitory building to the fourth floor of the teaching building, I was excited by the afternoon wind through the campus path. But it seems that I am the only one working hard. He comes early and late occasionally and doesn't care.

His name is very pleasant to hear. Together, the two words are one word, which can be directly used as the male subject name in the novel. It is two words that I have written in private for countless times, and it is also two words that I have silently recited in my heart for a long time.

Sometimes our little conversation can make me ponder over it for two or three times, and guess what kind of person he really is through these few conversations ...

Every day at school, I just miss him, dare not look at him openly, and can only secretly pretend not to care.

He has a habit of lying on his desk after class, or standing alone in the cold corridor after class at night, or leaning against the door and looking at the aisle coldly during class. When I go out to find a teacher before class, I will persistently glance at him through the doors and windows, but I never dare to look him in the eye.

I like his voice and his crisp timbre.

I really want to know him, but it's a pity that men and women sit separately in the class, and I am the first and he is the last. Every time the last row collects homework, I always look forward to his arrival.

When he answers questions in every class, I always stretch my neck and try to look back.

I especially want to hear him talk about his inner world in every psychology class, but he never raises his hand.

95% people have been added to the class, but he and another person have never tried to get in.

he has many senior friends, but I don't know any of them. I am not a referee or a member of the sports department. I didn't have a chance to say hello to him, I couldn't take a photo with him, and I didn't even dare to say, "He is so handsome!" "

......

I know that my unfaithful self will like another person one day, and I will forget this one that I have been obsessed with since the beginning of school. But before that, please let me say with a smile:

-I really really like you!