He began to slowly release his emotions and show the care of a "good friend". Every time he was with her, he was very happy, several times he wanted to hold her hand, but he couldn't, he could only be a friend now, and it was good to be good to her as a friend.

He didn't know that this kind of ambiguity was actually called ambiguity, which would make the other party not know whether to advance or retreat, which was the most uncomfortable and tangled.

The sky is not as good as people want, and his self-righteous balance will always be broken. Walking on the literary street, a little girl suddenly stuffed a big red rose into his hand: "Brother, buy a flower and give it to my sister!" ”

"This ...... This...... What is this for? He looked at the little girl at a loss, and then at her.

The light in her eyes dimmed, grabbed the red rose in his hand, and put it back in the little girl's flower basket: "We don't need it!" Then he pulled his sleeve and ran briskly to the bus stop.

"Go back, I'm tired." Even though she was controlling her emotions, he could hear it, and he was breaking her heart. He wanted to comfort her, but he was afraid that he would not be able to control his feelings, so he didn't dare to take the initiative to talk to her. In this way, the two of them silently returned to the school and walked back to the dormitory. Watching her close the door in frustration, his heart couldn't help but twitch.

Since that day, she hasn't messaged him again, and neither has he, as if she's just disappeared from his life.

He went to the hospital again for a check-up, and he thought about it, and as long as his condition did not deteriorate, he would go to her and give her a bouquet of red roses to express his heart. However, the results of the examination once again disappointed him.

A week later, she couldn't help herself and sent him another message. He read and read the information and pressed the clear button ruthlessly. After that, he didn't reply to all her messages, and he isolated himself from her, afraid of hurting her again, and afraid that she would know his feelings.

He knew it would be cruel to her, but he could only do it, he couldn't let her hang herself from a tree. If you can't give her happiness, you have to learn to let go, although now she will be miserable, but after that she will have the whole forest, like the metamorphosis of an eagle.

But she still persists, sending him messages every day, telling her about her condition, whether it is good or bad, happy or unhappy. He reads every message carefully, keeps it in his mind, and then empties it, because he is afraid that he will not be able to help replying.

It went on like this for a few months, and her messages became less and less, from a dozen a day, to several, to one, and finally, he could no longer hear from her. He should be happy, but he was so disappointed, he wanted to cry, he wanted to know everything about her, he wanted to know how she was doing. At that moment, he realized that his love for her was deeper than he imagined, but the deeper the love, the heavier it became.

So, he called his buddy, who was also their classmate in junior high school, his table mate in high school, and chatted with her when he had free time, and then told him about her.

I learned from my buddies that she has become a little decadent, has lost her former vigorous fighting spirit, and is no longer so good at studying. She participated in many clubs, and through frequent communication, she developed a variety of hobbies to forget him.

His heart twitched again, it turned out that she was not as strong as he imagined, or maybe she was too strong and affectionate before, so she was tired now. However, he was the fault of all this.

He looked at the photo stored in his mobile phone, it was a lantern riddle guessing activity on Literature Street, and they won the first place to take the photo, and in the photo, she was smiling so brightly. He ran his fingers over her cheek, unwilling to let go.

After a long time, he sent a message to his buddy: "If you have time, you can talk to her more, she can't hide things in her heart, she likes to talk to someone if she is happy or unhappy." ”

"It'll be fine when you completely forget about me later. You are excellent in every way, perhaps...... No matter what, it's better than following me, I just hope you're okay, I'll just watch silently from the sidelines. ”

Half a year later, he received a message: "Brother, I'm sorry for you. ”

Something exploded in his head, and he replied, "Why do you say that?" He deleted it word by word before sending it, what else could it be, there was only one possibility, he didn't want to admit it, and he didn't want to verify it.

The next morning, she sent a message, and he couldn't wait to open it, with a few simple words: "I have a boyfriend." ”

I don't want to admit it, but it has become a fact after all. The buddy is honest and the family conditions are good, he should be happy for her.

"He's very nice to me and we have a good relationship." She added, but the words were like sharp knives, stabbing him in the heart. It's obviously the ending I want to see the most, but when it actually happens, it's so heartbroken that I can't breathe.

"I think we're still good friends, I used to be too willful and caused you a lot of trouble, I hope you don't get weird."

After typing and deleting back and forth, he finally replied: "I wish you happiness." ”

I wish you happiness, what else can he say, his blessing should be the best gift. She finally had a home, someone to hold her and kiss her when she was sad, and how he wished that this person was himself.

Once again, he began to run away, this time from his own heart. He ignored the doctor's advice not to overuse his eyes, and he devoted himself to his studies so that he did not have time to think about her.

After graduating from his senior year, he was successfully admitted to the graduate school of the university, and she found a good job and stayed in the same city as his buddy. He couldn't see her in the hallway of his dorm anymore, he couldn't receive messages from her anymore, and his buddy had less contact with him. So be it, maybe that's the best ending.

But there are some things that can't be escaped, and that summer vacation, when he was sad alone, she appeared again. A red dot jumped out of an avatar that I hadn't seen for a long time but couldn't be more familiar.

"See you at the old place at two o'clock in the afternoon."

She is testing his tacit understanding and her position in his heart.

"The old place?" He stared at the screen for a long time, then withdrew the words.

At eleven o'clock, I went to find someone to drink, and I didn't think about these things that I shouldn't think, but the ghost sent him to the place, and he went to the place where she asked him. Of course he knew where she was, where she had confessed to him, how could he forget.

After a few years, the creek has changed, but the stone fence is still there, and they used to sit there. He stepped forward and stroked, then sat down, thinking about the bits and pieces with her.

At one o'clock, he hurriedly found a place to hide, quietly paying attention to the movements around him.

At half past one, she appeared, and sure enough, she arrived earlier than the appointed time. When she reached the river, she looked around, but did not see the figure she expected. She took out her phone and looked at the time, she sat down on the stone railing, and every once in a while, she glanced at her phone, and then looked around, and so on. She looked at her phone more and more often, and began to become a little anxious.

He only watched from afar, but he couldn't see her face clearly, rubbed his eyes, he still couldn't see clearly, he couldn't help but get closer, and get closer, how he wanted to take a good look at her, and imprinted her voice and appearance deeply in his mind.

She suddenly stood up, walked towards the green forest, and shouted at the forest, "I know you're coming!" ”

He was shocked, subconsciously took a step back, stepped on the dead branch and made a "click" sound.

She ran to him in search of the voice, wiped away the anger on her face, and smiled at him with bent eyes: "You're here?" ”

"Hmm." He nodded.

"You remember." She was afraid that he would ask her where the old place was.

"In the county seat, I have only met you here alone, and I can't think of any other place." He replied lightly.

The silence was still broken by her: "Don't you have anything to say to me?" ”

"Nope." It's all about the rhythm of talking about the dead day.

"I have!"

"Say whatever you want."

This indifferent attitude extinguished her enthusiasm, but she still did not give up, trying to ease the atmosphere: "Accompany me to the river for a walk." ”

"Okay."

The two of them walked slowly on the riverside path, without saying a word, and after walking back and forth, she proposed to sit on the stone fence for a while, and he said "um" and sat down in the same position.

Still didn't say a word, she picked up the stone and floated in the water, and the sunlight stretched the shadows of the two people longer and longer.

She flew the last pebble out of her hand and clapped her hands: "I'm leaving." ”

"Let's go." He stood up.

After taking a few steps, she said, "Shall we play a game before we go?" ”

"Okay." He was still faint and refused to speak in a tone thousands of miles away, but as long as her request was not excessive, he would agree.

She turned around, came face to face with him, and put her left hand in front of him: "You don't think about anything, by feeling, take me by a finger." ”

He looked at her boneless little hand, reached out, and took her little thumb.

She raised her head and examined him, and he unconsciously turned his head to avoid her gaze, a small gesture that happened to be caught in her eyes.

"What the hell have I done wrong, you are going to do this to me!" She couldn't pretend anymore, her emotions exploded all of a sudden, and the corners of her eyes flashed with grievances.

"I don't understand what you mean." He continued to play dumbfounded.

"Why are you pushing me away again and again, you obviously have feelings for me, I can feel it!" Large tears dripped from the corners of his eyes.

"You're someone who has a boyfriend, how can you say such a thing to me?" He suddenly felt a little weak.

"You know you're the one I like!" She threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly, "I don't want to lie to myself anymore!" I don't care what I am now, and I don't care what hardships you have, as long as you say that you love me, I will go with you, no matter how much it costs, I am willing! ”

This is the first time that two people have been in such close contact, so warm. The tips of her hair swept across his cheeks, sending out a burst of fragrance. He slowly raised his hands, wanting to hug his beloved.

Suddenly there was a flower in front of him, he closed his eyes, opened them again, put his hands on her shoulders, and gently helped her up: "You will always be my best friend, I will always wish you happiness." ”

"I'm leaving, thank you for being with me." Her eyes darkened.