Since it is a cliché story, there must be a cliché encounter at the beginning, and the end must be a cliché and boring ending. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xiaoli curled up on the recliner and hugged herself tightly, as if this would make her feel safe enough.

"The first time I had this feeling was a month ago, when I walked at night and suddenly felt like someone was following behind me, because it was a person, and the street lights were very dark, so I didn't dare to turn back at all, I could only speed up the pace and go home, but I felt that the faster I walked, the faster the people who followed me, and then I ran, I ran desperately, ran desperately, but I couldn't get rid of the guy behind me at all, he was like a shadow, following me all the time, where I went, he went, and couldn't get rid of it at all."

"And then?" I took a sip and said. The boy had been standing beside Xiaoli, silently, and there was no emotion in his eyes, like a moving sculpture, if it wasn't for his previous attempt to attack me, I almost thought he was just a resentful spirit who was too obsessed.

"Later, later, I ran home like crazy, turned on all the lights, turned on the TV, the computer, the radio, everything that could make sound, and the sound was turned on to the maximum, but that feeling was still there, you know that feeling? You know, that feeling of being watched, that feeling of being watched, as if someone is around you all the time, and you can't see him, but you can feel his presence. Xiaoli's voice became lower and lower, and her curled body became more and more compact, she hugged herself tightly, and even wanted to rub her legs into her chest, her two eyes were almost dull looking ahead, no focus, no expression.

"Did anything special happen a month ago?" I tried to keep my voice soft.

It's just that as soon as the question was asked, the two people on the other side looked at me in unison. Xiaoli and the boy, who originally had stunned expressions, both showed indescribable pain.

"A month ago, Xiaoli's boyfriend died in a car accident on the way to bring her food." Xiaoli's friend held Xiaoli's hand tightly and said bitterly.

Sure enough, the vulgarity is unbearable.

I roared inwardly, but I had to make an apologetic and sad look on my face.

The boy and the girl met in elementary school, and they were childhood sweethearts. The beginning of the story is a chance encounter in a foreign country deliberately created by a boy in college, and the two have determined the relationship after three or four times, the boy is very good to the girl, and he is meticulous, but the girl doesn't like the boy to intervene too much in her life, so quarrels are inevitable, but every time the girl's temper collapses under the boy's meticulous care. Similarly, during the period of love, the boy and the girl always fantasize about what the two people will look like in the future, in their imagination, they will form a family, they will have a pair of children, they will grow old together, and they will support each other for a lifetime. But all fantasies came to an abrupt end the moment the boy was hit by a car. Fate is like a novelist, arbitrarily taking a living life out of this world, completely ignoring the feelings of those who remain. The girl's tears at the scene of the car accident were dry, but she couldn't get a response from the boy. He left, just left without saying hello, leaving all the good stories to her who was alive, but there was no more him in this story.