The year she met him, it was a replica of the German uniform craze, and she inadvertently joined the craze. She loves not the uniform, but the bright copper buttons on the uniform.

She likes it so much that in a small shop, wearing a uniform, she looks left and right.

Just as she was scratching her head in the mirror and making her stinky posture, a man stood behind her at some point, quietly looking at her.

He said, "This dress is not for you. ”

She smiled knowingly: "Yes, I just like these two buttons, nothing else matters." ”

Because of those two buttons, she formed an indissoluble bond with him. Sometimes she would meet up with him and walk the streets of the city looking for buttons. He looks for inspiration. They walk like the wind through the streets of the city.

Once, she went to another place, in the waiting hall, and met him unexpectedly. He was surrounded by a group of reporters, who were talking to someone, the corners of his mouth slightly up. When I speak, I still habitually say "no".

These three words were his mantra, and they were embellished at the end of almost every sentence, and she used to make fun of them.

She froze there, feeling so strange and distant about him.

She hurriedly took out her mobile phone and pressed the familiar number, which was still his familiar voice, so affinity: "I'm Kobe Bryant, what can I do for you?" She was speechless, and tears fell rapidly. Silently closed the line.

She began to pay attention to this person's information, and from time to time there would be news in the newspapers and on TV that he had won a prize in a fashion competition.

He is a very well-known fashion designer in the industry and has an avant-garde fashion design studio. It is said that there are too many celebrities to design clothes for him.

She never went to him again, he called and asked her to go shopping and find something, and she would always find a proper reason to refuse. He is just an ordinary civilian woman, how could he take a fancy to himself? finally found a reason, saying that he was going to study abroad, and completely faded out of his sight.

On that occasion, he gave her a modified version of the German women's uniform, which was not just improved, but completely fashioned on the basis of the original.

Old green cotton with narrow cuffs and lots of pockets; The uniform version of the blouse has a lot of copper buttons. He said gloomily, "There is time to come back and see me." ”

She laughed. Like a flower, tears flowed in my heart.

Holding the dress, he walked farther and farther, and finally came to a place he couldn't see. I have experienced promotions, salary increases, and the ups and downs of people.

One midnight she saw him again on television, where he was talking eloquently with a beautiful woman, presumably his wife, and a little figure playing at her feet.

A trace of pain in her heart gradually dried up, and she found the German uniform he gave her as quickly as possible and put it on her body.

The woman in the mirror is sassy in her gentleness, strong in her charming, and her tears finally can't help but burst out of her eyes.........

A copper button fell to the floor, and she bent down to pick it up and played with it in her hand.

She was suddenly stunned, and the back of the small copper button was engraved with the delicate English letters LOVE.

Her fingers couldn't help but tremble, and she went crazy to remove all the buttons, and the back of each button was the English letter LOVE, not the manufacturer and batch number.

She finally couldn't control her emotions and smashed the delicate onyx ashtray at hand.

Those LOVEs met themselves too late, and they couldn't save themselves when they were late.

She buried her face in the palm of her hand, and big tears fell. She looks at love with a common eye, and eventually makes it like petals, scattered into mud and dust.