Many days ago, I received a message from Mr. Gu, which said something like this-

"I'm not as good as you think, thank you for liking it, I hope you go find someone better."

I stared at my phone screen, feeling like I had been drained of my soul. At that moment, I put down my phone very calmly and continued to type the business plan on the computer as if nothing happened.

Before I could say anything, Mr. Gu dealt me a good guy card.

And I was holding this card, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

Three years ago, Mr. Gu took the initiative to ask me for writing skills, and I taught him seriously for a long time, and then I inexplicably became an emotional mentor who enlightened him, and later, I became a friend who talked about everything.

I remember that on the afternoon of the last day of his college entrance examination, I sat alone in the cat café opposite the ancient wall drinking lemon tea, staring blankly at the two couples who were taking wedding photos opposite.

Mr. Gu came back to break my illusion the day after the college entrance examination.

He said, sorry to keep you waiting so long. Thank you for your likes-

At this moment, my worries, worries, and everything I did took into account his feelings, and I was buried in nothing by his words in an instant.

Looking back on this year, it really wasn't a matter of "thank you" and "sorry" that could be solved.

I never seemed to have made it clear to Mr. Gu that I liked him, but the good guy card that Mr. Gu had dealt at the moment left me without a position to explain myself.

At least, I suddenly had no position to maintain such an inexplicable intimacy with him.

A man who has been devoted to him for three years, and now, he wants you to find another better person. So what should I take him for the friendship of the past three years? Is it a house? I desperately wanted to get something back, but reason told me that I couldn't redeem it at all, and with what I knew about Mr. Gu, the more I tried to redeem it, the more fragmented the result would be.

I forced myself to get back on track, and the quality of a module that was assigned a task and my teammates delayed it until the end was maddeningly bad when the deadline was extremely tight.

I'll probably never forget that afternoon, on the verge of an emotional breakdown, wiping away tears while rewriting one project after another with the only lucidity I had.

Speaking of which, I have to thank the final exam, which forcibly dragged me out of my state of confusion to review, I forcibly refused all online social networking, and spent three whole days in the library.

For three whole days, I was staring at the book by the bookcase in a daze, and after staying for a while, I started crying, and after crying, I felt better, and I read a few more words, but before I could understand it, I started crying again, and so on and so forth.

At least, I have to understand that hanging the department is much more serious than losing Mr. Gu, and at least, I also understand that no matter how painful it is, as long as I get through it.

It's easy to say, but I really can't do it very chic. There was another rainstorm at the school at night, and I came back from the library in the rain, I was very aggrieved and couldn't stand it, so I finally couldn't help but call Mr. Gu again, and what I said was very fragmented.

My best friend understands me the most, and she hit the nail on the head: you just aren't convinced.

Of course, I was not convinced, and I tearfully pursued everything from Mr. Gu in the past three years.

Mr. Gu, who has always had a delicate and gentle temper, answered my call, and unusually, his tone was very calm.

From the little things, all the way to his words the day before yesterday, from crying bitterly, to being extremely calm and ruthless.

I may not be able to imagine that I could be so calm as to talk about this pain as if someone else was going through it to analyze the relationship of interest, but I did.

"Forget about me and find someone better." Mr. Gu sighed, his tone was very unfamiliar.

"I'm the kind of person who can't get something, and I'll choose to ruin it." I looked at the darkness in front of me and took a deep breath.

"But, with you, I won't do that." I said softly.

As if I heard Mr. Gu's slight gasp, I tried to ask again, "I forgot about today, I can still be friends, right?" ”

Mr. Gu didn't answer, and was silent for a long time.

"Well, if you find another person, don't tell me, just send me a number '0' or a number '1' and delete me," he said. ”

"Until then, if you need me" paused, Mr. Gu's tone slowed down a little: "If you need me, I'll always be there." ”

"Me too." Not to be outdone: "If you need me, I'm always there." ”

As if an agreement had been reached, Mr. Gu became the biggest winner, and I was the biggest loser.

No one has really owned anyone, it's just that Mr. Gu has Mr. Gu's romance, I have my romance, and they compete with each other, I maybe, I can really let go, right?

After that, after a period of time, Mr. Gu's college entrance examination results came out. After repeating his studies for one year, his grades were very good, which was enough for him to fill in the key universities in the province.

I seem to be going to work hard.