Chapter Forty-Six: The Poems He Wrote

Of course, he was really envious, and he couldn't help but want to be close to him, talk to her, and know everything about her. You have the opportunity to wrap your likes in the identity of friends, often make jokes and depreciate each other, and then care for each other. Even if the symptoms are not cured, it is much better than not seeing and touching, and pretending not to know. This must be his psychological feeling.

"I once read a book about crushes, which tells the story of a mutual crush, who had a crush on each other for four years, and finally separated because the male protagonist went abroad, most because of different pursuits. So, they didn't end up together either. The theme of that book is, if you like someone, don't have a crush, and when I borrowed this book, I met a person, and she asked me if you think the crush would end well. I said, 'I don't know, but I think a crush is silently liking someone, silently paying for that person, silently doing what she likes for her, and a crush is an emotional expression, an unspoken like. At first, you may think that your crush is just a good feeling, but when you sprout in your heart, you find that it has gradually taken over your chest. Finally. When you can't suppress it, you may feel the urge to hurt yourself or express yourself to the other person. "It's me, it's really me, my nose is a little sore, I don't know when a tear has been cut down my cheek.

"Whenever I think of it, it will be the most tender memory in my heart. This is the purest kind of love, because it is buried in the heart, simple. It's a rare memory. "That's what he said to me that day

"Finally, I would like to read to you a poem written by a friend of mine:

Loved for five years,

You've really changed ...

I can't remember what it looked like five years ago,

It's always been the way I love it in my memory~

There is such a girl~

Her breath traveled through my world

Her actions echoed in my mind

My dear

I want to tell you

Your every move will affect me

Your smile will captivate me

Your crying and laughing will affect me

I want to tell you

I'm in love with you anymore

I'm terminally ill when I'm in love with you

I'm in love with you and I'm not going to leave

You are my most distant future

You are the star I look up to

You are my endless dream in this life, today's campus voice is here, thank you for listening, goodbye. "This must have been written by him, the writing is so good, and it is accompanied by a cool mint sound. Just like that poem, he is my most distant future, the star I look up to, and the dream I can't end in this life.