No.212 Mourning is greater than heart death

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He didn't love her, from beginning to end.

He couldn't remember what he had started noticing her.

It may be that she secretly used a book to block the sun for him when he went to bed after class, it could be that she always came to see him when he was playing basketball, it could be that his brother said that the girl seemed to like you, or it could be that she smiled at him and said, "Your clothes are buttoned."

She's a girl who looks very comfortable, not very stunning, but there is a kind of cleanness that comes out of her bones.

She always smiles shallowly, and she also smiles like this when it comes to big things, but the warmth is also repelled thousands of miles away.

After a long time, no one cares about her joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

She shouldn't have had anything to do with him.

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She accidentally scratched her hand while she was on duty, she glanced at it and just thought about wiping it with paper, when she saw him hand her a band-aid next to her, she didn't react for a while, and looked at him stunned for a moment.

"What do you want me to do?" He looked at her and thought it was a little funny. "Then I'll help you."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and carefully helped her wrap up.

She didn't refuse, just looked at him.

Later, she also wondered if she had refused at the beginning, and she would not have had a chance to fall in love with him.

The one who should fall in love will always fall in love, and God has a hundred ways for people to meet.

"Does it hurt?" He asked her and shook her head.

He laughed again, "Girl, if it hurts, you have to say it." ”

She was stunned again, and suddenly she didn't know what to say. The first time someone said something like this to her, she felt that he was different from them.

The gentleness he gave casually, she took it as light.

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Maybe he didn't remember it himself, but since then she has been paying attention to him, not far or near.

Sometimes he slept on his desk after class, and the sun shone down and pulled his eyelashes longer, which she thought looked good, but she still took out a book to block it for him.

Sometimes when he goes to play basketball, she just goes to see and doesn't bring him water, he has someone else to give him, she just looks at him, sweat slides down his sideburns, his clothes show his muscles from time to time, eyelashes smile crooked, under the sun, she always feels that he is shining.

The two buttons on his shirt are always unfastened, revealing his beautiful collarbones, and sometimes she will laugh and tell him, "Your clothes are unbuttoned."

She didn't want other girls to see it, this was her secret thoughts, although he didn't obediently button back a few times.

Girls are always indispensable in the topic of boys, which one is good-looking, which one has a thin waist, which one has big breasts, and which one has a big ass.

"She seems to like you." His brother said to his shoulder.

"Hmm.......... It's okay," he said, looking at her from afar.

"The bed experience should be good hahaha.........."

"Take her and share it with my brother."

"Why don't you share yours?"

"Hahahaha to play?"

"Hahaha."

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2.

He confessed to her.

He didn't know why he did it, maybe school life was too boring, or maybe she was too clean and wanted to dye her own color.

In the morning, he walked into the classroom and saw her reading a book by herself in her seat, and without thinking much about it, he walked over, bent down and whispered in her ear, "Be my girlfriend." ”

She was startled, and the book was crumpled into a corner.

A thousand words of love can't match the girl's blushing face.

She didn't dare to look up at him, and blushed and whispered, "Can I listen to it again..........?" ”

"Be my girlfriend."

She looked up into his eyes, trying to see if she really lived in the depths.

"Okay."

She still pursed her lips and smiled, and then suddenly realized something and quickly looked away, just in time to see his beautiful collarbone, she reached out and gently fastened his button.

"Finally willing to tie it for me yourself?" He smiled.

"I didn't qualify before, but now I have."

She looked up and smiled, her eyes full of him.

She's as red as an apple, and it's so cute that you want to take a bite.

He lowered his head, kissed her lightly on the forehead, and got up to go back to his seat. At an age when she didn't understand anything, a kiss made her think it was a lifetime.

She's not strong anymore.

There is a saying that says, "I could have endured the darkness if I had never seen the light." ”

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She wants to tell him about her happiness and unhappiness, she can't smile all the time, and she wants to hug him and cry when she is wronged.

He just thought she was noisy.

He remembered that she was not a noisy person.

Every time she buttoned him, he turned around and untied it, and he didn't know if it was anger or what, he felt that it affected his peach blossom luck.

She may or may not know.

In fact, she didn't do anything wrong, she wouldn't be unreasonable, she wouldn't be angry, she would hug him and kiss him when he was unhappy.

He still found her annoying, inexplicable, and when he saw her smile and tolerate everything about him, he was about to become angry.

Later, he also thought that it might be due to his own guilt.

He doesn't love her.

He said this to his friends countless times.

His friends also asked him countless times why he didn't separate, but he just said that he hadn't slept yet, and it was cost-effective to divide it when he slept up.

He didn't want to sleep with her, for no reason, he just didn't want to, there are always many things in this world that can't be explained by common sense.

He spent it with her.

But he forgot that she was also a human being, and she was just a girl.

She cried that day, hoarsely, as if she didn't care about everything.

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The reason was just that he didn't pay attention when he patted her on the shoulder, maybe a little harder.

Suddenly it collapsed.

He felt helpless, he didn't know how to coax, and he didn't want to coax, he felt so troublesome.

"Not really, right?" He didn't want to hear her cry anymore.

"It hurts." She tried her best not to cry anymore, but her voice was still shaky.

"I didn't use it."

She didn't speak, she just felt aggrieved, and tears began to overflow again.

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"I'm sorry." He sighed, feeling that she was being vexatious, that he didn't want to go on, that he was tired.

It doesn't matter who is right or wrong, an apology can always put an end to the problem.

"It's okay........"

She wiped her tears, and suddenly smiled lightly, she remembered that one day, a boy told her in front of her, girl, if it hurts, you have to say it.

There is nothing more mourning than heart death, and heart death is better than laughing.

She suddenly understood this sentence.

She may have suddenly understood, suddenly let go, and suddenly relieved.

She wasn't happy at all, she watched him talk and laugh with other girls, she watched him not care about himself, he looked at his indifference to himself, she watched him write his dislove on his face.

She wasn't happy at all.

Maybe the girl is like this, he smiled at her, she felt that he was still the boy who lowered his head and kissed her forehead, she felt that there was still hope, everything was worth it, and there would always be results if she tried again, he didn't say to break up, he loved her.

She wanted to lie to herself.

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He actually never hated her, he would take a little time to spend with her, he would go to and from school with her, he would bring her breakfast, and he would pet her hair and smile at her.

But he also gave her only these, only gave her a vague and ethereal tenderness, not a future.

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