Girl, thinking about a person.

Tall or short, fat or thin.

In her mind's eye, it was:

Medium height, medium build, but strong enough to protect whoever he wanted to protect;

It should have been a flat head, with no pierced ears, and when the wind blew over the top of his head, he could see his hair swaying softly;

The dress is simple, not sloppy, and you can't see any stains on it;

When he speaks, he is gentle and forceful, and he does not blame the chef or the manager for a plate of unpleasant meals, or even the pathetic clerk.

She kept imagining what he looked like, and the smile must have made her can't help but hug him. The temperature of the chest is also warm.

She is twenty-seven years old, but she is still dreaming of spring and autumn. Her parents had been forcing her for years, and she didn't have any more energy to imagine him. At this moment, I had to be ordered to try to date other men. Her parents' mantra always felt like a brainwashing exercise, and the most common phrase seemed to become the truth. The girl understood that all her relatives and friends were talking about it, and of course she knew the secret, but so what.

A few years ago, girls would argue a thing or two, but recently they have become weaker. Because, she has gained weight again. The girl doesn't understand why she is still gaining weight when she is busy working every day, busy going on blind dates, and thinking about him?

Obesity makes people lose self-confidence, especially in her. After a desperate struggle, she retreated. There is nothing more heart-wrenching than the most disgusting sentence prophesied. And under the sentence 'you pick others, others still pick you', she feels that she is really not qualified to choose again.

The days that followed, her dating experience was terrible. She had been thinking about whether she could turn the man sitting across from her into her husband, even if there were no topics or hobbies between them. As everyone knows, in the past, if you only saw the crooked teeth of the man sitting across from you, or the eyes of the man who had bad intentions but seemed to smile kindly, you would feel disgusted.

The girl became no longer brave. Either way, she has become no longer like herself.

She's dating non-stop, dating different men. Some are tall and some are short, some are fat and some are thin.

The girl works in a public institution, has a stable job, and every month she will have an income sufficient to support herself. Everything looks good, but the only thing is that the marriage is not very peaceful. The girl didn't care at first, how to get married, what if she didn't get married, in the end she still lived by herself, so why bother to find someone to be with. At that time, the girl's father and the girl's mother would smile and smile unconcernedly. They knew that the girl had never been in a relationship. In their opinion, their daughter is pure, sensible, and there is no man who will not like it. At that time, the girl was indeed too young.

The man who is dating is becoming more and more unbearable, but the girl has to endure those dirty words and rude words and deeds, and the more people she comes into contact with, the more she is afraid of missing out. I always want to know more in my heart, and I also give myself multiple opportunities.

Seven years later, the girl's father and mother began to hear gossip about the girl as an older leftover girl, and those words pierced into their flesh like thorns. The girl didn't care, she felt that no matter when something happened, those people with long tongues would always find a topic, and she didn't need to make any changes for that. Still go your own way.

The girl's father is a pharmacist, and the girl's mother is a powerful housewife. In the girls' hearts, nothing could stump them. But this incident did defeat the two strong-willed parents. They've heard too bad words and secret sarcasm, and they've had enough of that. It was as if reason and love for their daughter had been abandoned by them. Then, the persecution again and again was like punishing the girl again, but they didn't know it, and they fantasized about the scene of the girl's marriage.

Finally, the girl seemed to have found him in her heart. Just like in my mind, clean and transparent like a white cloud in the blue sky, like the cute leaf in the turquoise tea, and the urge to make the girl rush up and hug him tightly. The girl was overjoyed. The beating of the heart seemed to turn into a thousand elves gushing up from her chest, merging into a clear stream, drawing two tear stains on the girl's face, meandering and dripping.

After each date, the girl would take out her mobile phone and send a few messages to the boy, but the boy never took the initiative to send her a message, and the mobile phone was like an ornament. The girl thinks that the boy doesn't understand herself, so she doesn't like it that much. Every time, the girl will only sweetly think about the next date.

On weekends, the girl asks the boy out to meet. This time, the girl deliberately dressed up pretty. The girl had been hungry for days to attract the boy's idea, and also for the beautiful dress. The moment the boy sees the girl, the girl sees a surprise in the boy's eyes. The next date was sweeter than ever.

The girl feels like she's in love.

She once wrote in her diary that if I and you were just two straight lines parallel to each other and did not intersect, then what would I do?

But at this time, it seemed that the girl was convinced that she and he had crossed paths.

For the girl's parents, after knowing that their daughter is in love, they feel that there is nothing more beautiful in this life than this.

I wonder why Zeus would let such a young Cupid take the position of Eros, and doesn't he know how important it is to shoot the arrow of Eros?

When the girl was about to vomit her heart and liver to the boy, she realized that the boy was not the person she had been looking for in her heart, and he didn't even look like it at all. Gradually, the girl no longer wants to put up with the boy's ambiguous relationship with other women, nor can she stand the rambling of the boy's mouth, or even the nitpicking of a plate of cold dishes.

Everything began to be unacceptable to the girl. She felt that it was no longer possible.

She offered to break up.

Within a day, the girl's parents came to brainwash again. It was the boy who told them.

The girl was tired, she wanted to rest. Everything in life seemed to be working against her. Someone in the unit is reporting her, and her colleagues are also alienating her, and it seems that she has not done what she should have done yet. In her opinion, everything is messed up.

Gradually, the girl lost weight. Beautiful colleagues will talk about the girl's increasingly pale face when discussing makeup brands. In the clothing store, there will never be a girl's size again, and she will no longer have excess flesh or even muscle. The girl's father and mother were worried about their daughter's health and even went to the girl's unit to ask the boss for leave, feeling that the girl could no longer work.

It is true that the girl has anorexia.

After breaking up with the boy, the girl wrote in her diary:

Where are you?

I think the moment I met you, I would be the best version of myself. In that case, maybe we won't miss it easily. I'm scared of who I am now, what would I do if we met right now, and I wasn't good enough to impress you?

At this time, I have to go on a bad date with someone else, don't you feel distressed?

When I have anorexia and am sick at home. The girl received an email from the United States. After that, the girl bred up and ate small meals and did some simple exercises, as the doctor prescribed. After some time, my body slowly gained strength.

But the good times didn't last long, and the girl's stomach was already severely atrophied, and she couldn't afford the amount needed by an adult anymore. Once, after eating only two more bites at a family gathering, the girl's stomach hurt so much that the food in her stomach kept coming out of her mouth. The girl died a few days after she was admitted to the hospital.

On a day when only blue skies and white clouds could be seen, and there was a light breeze, the girl's mother found the diary. The diary is full of joys, joys, sadness, and pain. The girl's parents were grief-stricken.

And the most heart-wrenching thing is the last sentence:

You are there, but I can no longer walk in front of you.

Do you blame me?

A few months later, a boy stood in front of the girl's tombstone, rushing back from the United States. He was the girl's childhood sweetheart, who went to the United States to study after middle school, and it wasn't until a few months ago that the boy learned the girl's email address. The boy told the girl that he liked her and liked her since he was a child, but because he was young and too shy to speak, he didn't dare to say it.

The boy's email came too late.

The boy looked at the stele in front of him, with a picture of the girl on it, and smiled brightly.

But the boy couldn't stop crying.