Three years have passed in the blink of an eye, I am almost graduating from college, and you are in your third year of high school. Halfway through this, because you have a girlfriend, I've been avoiding suspicion, occasionally telling you about the beauty of college, and silently contacting you, although I still like you, but the hidden like is not stealing.

Until... Winter break is coming.

I saw the talk in your space, you said you were back, I held the phone and smirked for a long time, suppressed my excitement, and asked you:

"Are you back?"

"Yes."

"Would you like to meet?"

"No need."

"Oh... Good. ”

I felt empty in my heart, and thought: I seem to have been rejected again, ah deserve it!

I thought that relying on my pride and umbrella, at least I wouldn't contact you again for this time. But I still couldn't hold back.

Day 3:

"What are you doing?"

"I was out there with my junior high school classmates."

"Where are you doing?"

"Golden Orchid Garden"

"Hey, is it so coincidental? I'm also in the teahouse here, do you want to meet each other? ”

"We're going to play late."

"It's okay, I'll wait for you."

"Okay."

I waited for you in the tea house for more than two hours, and you came at about 10 o'clock in the evening. I hurriedly stood up and looked at you, not knowing what to say. I was dumbfounded for a long time, but I just looked at you and smiled, and I kept laughing······

About five minutes into the meeting, you say, "I'm going back, it's late." ”

I said, "Okay." ”

The deadline for returning to school was approaching, and the two of us were so stumbling that we still didn't get a ticket this time. We made an appointment to go together on the evening of the 24th.

Luckily, this time, you showed up with your suitcase.

We squeezed into the aisle on the train, and I felt as if you were a little dependent on me, so I took up the adult shelf.

After a while, I saw my fat classmate, who was also standing on the ticket, so he squeezed over and stood with us. He whispered to me:

"I'm going to open the dining car at 11 o'clock in the evening, let's go to the dining car later, we can sit in it all night, you just follow me."

I said, "Okay." "I was so happy in my heart that I finally couldn't let you stand, look, my sister is still my sister.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, sure enough, the dining car opened, and one person could have a seat for 15 yuan. We managed to squeeze through the crowd and find a seat to sit down.

There was a small vase on the seat with two or three dusty fake flowers on it. You said you were sleepy and needed to sleep for a while.

I stared at the fake flower for more than half an hour, and there was a snoring sound from the fat man opposite, I slowly turned my head to look at you, I don't know if the stars outside are too bright, and your whole person seems to be surrounded by a huge halo.

I'm looking at your thick eyebrows, your red phoenix eyes under your glasses, your tall nose, and your white lips. I watched it over and over again, as if I wanted to engrave your appearance into my mind.

Then I felt that it was not enough, so I counted your eyebrows, one, two, eighty-nine... I'm asleep next to you.

At 4 o'clock the next day, the train arrived at the station, and the friend who let us take the position came to pick us up at the station, led us to the hotel next to it, they opened the hour room and there was a bed left, you said to me:

"Go to sleep, I'll sit here."

I said, "I don't, I'm not sleepy, really." I slept a lot in the car, and now I just want to play with my phone for a while, you go to sleep. ”

"Okay." You got into bed, leaned sideways, and asked me:

"Su Hui, are you really not sleeping?"

"Yes, don't mother-in-law, go to sleep, it's time for dawn later."

I sat on the red rubber bench for more than three hours, afraid that you would wake up from a shallow sleep. I rubbed my eyes several times, afraid that my lies would be seen by you, and kept kneading my face.

Fortunately, I turned off the lights, so I didn't see the scene of myself slapping myself in the face.

At 7:30 a.m., I woke you up, and we both said goodbye to that kind friend. I took you to the train station, and we both hesitated at the entrance. You said:

"I'm leaving."

"Okay."

My gaze follows your figure until you disappear into the crowd.

You haven't looked back once.

I thought: this liking should be well hidden, it's just my own liking, it's not about you.