Sometimes when you calm down and think about it, this life is really interesting. You will meet different people and have some stories with different people. Those people and things are like notes on a staff, only if they exist, they will sound beautiful.

I have a younger sister who we met in Baidu Tieba, and one day we broke this virtuality and met her on the streets of the city where I live, and as I told her, I didn't feel nervous when I first saw her. It feels like meeting an old acquaintance, and it's quite harmonious. Of course, this rapport is cultivated over a long period of time. Although I haven't met before, I basically talk freely with her.

One wears large-rimmed glasses, ties his hair like a Taoist priest, and wears a strange pair of pants, the only reason why it is strange is that the trousers are too short, and he is long and thin. When such a girl caught my eye, I almost wanted to laugh. Yes, this is my fantasy schoolgirl.

Chatting, walking, and eating with such a girl. I wanted to be restrained, but I couldn't. The school girl herself has a funny temperament, and you can stare at her and laugh for a long time without her saying a word.

What's even more strange is that the school girl actually has a boyfriend. Why is it strange, because of her free and easy personality, how can she have a fixed man for him, and how can she arrange part of her time with me. I have always been lonely and lonely, and of course I will not reject this kind of meeting thousands of miles away, and seeing her is like seeing my long-lost sister, or sister, and that kind of intimacy cannot be concealed.

Although she looks like she has long legs, she doesn't walk fast. At first, I didn't notice this detail at all, until she panted and said to me, "Hey, you guys are walking so fast!", and then I realized that I had a problem with my walking rhythm, and to be honest, I was used to walking alone, and I couldn't slow down at all. The younger sister will not let go of every opportunity to teach, to give me emotional introductory education. It made me understand that I can't find a girlfriend, and I actually walk too fast! Of course, she has the capital to educate me, she is a rural teacher.

The schoolgirl who looks wild is actually not good at walking. Without a hint of eyesight, I insisted on my immature decision, and walked two or three kilometers to the market where I was going to eat, and along the way, I felt guilty, after she told me all kinds of reasons why I couldn't go on the road. Of course, including the fact that she said that she was going to save money to buy a car, I really realized that the school girl was really too lazy to walk.

I don't know when this amorous personality will be indifferent, but when someone like a sena gets close to me, I somehow want to get close to them.

The school girl actually likes to sing!

If you talk about singing, the school girl sings while walking, and she sings when she is inspired. Whenever I listened carefully to what she was singing, I wondered what song she was singing? The lyrics are familiar, but I haven't heard the melody. Then, you can see her sinister evil smile.

"Oops, out of tune!"

As soon as I said this, I couldn't help but laugh. yes, it's really out of tune.

So far, I've only met this school girl once, and I always take the initiative to chat with her when I'm free, and always let her stay in my circle. Not for anything else, because my sister is unique, and because when I was lonely, it was her second energy that infected me and allowed me to re-establish the direction of my life.

Life may be like this, always reluctant to forget some people, including those buddies and classmates who have not been in touch for a long time, still give each of them a place in their hearts, often remember, when they think of it, they miss it.

Sister, next time we meet, can you stop singing? For the sake of our solid friendship......

Unlike the encounter with the schoolgirl, the encounter with the nurse was in the hospital.

The younger daughter-in-law endured severe pain for a day and a night, but in the end she still failed to give birth smoothly and had to undergo a caesarean section. At that time, it was almost early in the morning, and there were still people in the hospital, and it seemed that the younger brother and daughter-in-law were in time to give birth, and so many mothers were queuing up to give birth. Doctors and nurses are still in a hurry, giving birth is a big deal for our families, and for medical staff, the arrival of a child naturally becomes their work under the scalpel.

"Is there any other family member in the 14th bed, go and send a blood sample!" I heard a female voice shout. I sat in a chair in the hallway to talk to my mother, and I immediately stood up and answered, "Yes, yes, I am." As he agreed, he walked towards the nurses' station. I was wearing overalls and cotton clothes that day, and I was sweating a lot on my forehead, and I wiped the beads of sweat from my forehead while consulting the nurse about what the nurse had just told me. I casually glanced at the nurse, who was an extremely delicate-looking girl, of unknown age, wearing a pair of oval glasses. didn't bother to take a closer look, so he pulled out his leg and went to send a blood sample.

Let's not go into some of the tension and bitterness of that night. Early the next morning, I got off work and went to the hospital to see my newborn nephew. I met the nurse girl last night in the carport of the electric carport, she changed into civilian clothes and looked more delicate. She looked at me with clear eyes and left with her colleague. I was overwhelmed by those pure and beautiful eyes, and quickly shifted my gaze.

Coincidentally, around noon on the third day, I ran into the nurse girl again. This time it was at a market, she was buying liangpi at a stall selling liangpi, and when I rode an electric donkey towards her, she looked at me with the same eyes, and I was so uncomfortable that I sped up the electric door. At the same time, I also quietly glanced at her, and my mind was instantly swept away by those eyes. I avoided those eyes and went back to where I had been, and I saw her departing back, and I looked at that back with a lot of thoughts.

The three encounters made me start to pay attention to this girl who made me more and more excited. Speaking of heartbeat, this girl was the first person in four years to make me feel that suffocating. I don't know if it's a crush or where this feeling comes from, and my most convincing explanation is that she must be the lover I've met in my last life. I still went to the hospital because I still had a good reason to go to the hospital, and my brother-in-law and little nephew had not yet been discharged. I still saw her, her eyes were still the same, and when she saw me, they looked at each other for a while, and this kind of staring made me feel very confused, and I don't know if she also regarded me as an old friend. Every time I see her, my heart beats violently, and my blood boils instantly, all because there is a ghost in my heart.

Although I was very excited, I never dared to be reckless, and I didn't even ask for contact information, mainly because of my lack of courage. Later, my brother-in-law and nephew were discharged from the hospital, and I had no suitable reason to go to the hospital, and I never stepped into that door, but she still had love at first sight in my mind.

Unwilling and inexplicable commotion made me do everything possible to inquire about the girl's information through the "crooked ways", fortunately, my friend's wife worked in that hospital, and I had the opportunity to learn more information about my favorite girl. When I collected her information, I decided to bury this emotion deeply, keep the best feeling for myself, leave her more beautiful and mature, to someone who knows how to cherish her, I hope she will find a worthy man in the future, at least kinder than me, more loving than me.

A crush that ended without a beginning is so profound. I chose to quit just because I had a family-like affection for her, and I had no reason to ruin one of the best encounters.

Although the two different encounters did not have a special meaning in my life, they became a beautiful memory in my life.

Maybe after a few years, these memories will fade in my mind and I won't think about them again. Actually, it doesn't matter, as long as it has existed in memory, it is a kind of beauty!

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