I like you, but I'll never tell you.

In your life, there will at least one time that you forget yourself for someone, asking for no result, no company, no ownership nor love, only to meet you in my most beautiful years. This is a sentence that my best friend Zou likes very much. she picked it into her diary and wrote beside it, "thousands of miles away, if I can only accompany you for a journey of wind and snow, shake your hand, and have a future, I won't ask."

I witnessed that she had a crush on a boy and never dared to express her love to him, but she did so many childish and lovely things for him, which became the deepest memory in the youth record.

The boy is tall, handsome, dressed in his own style and, more ferociously, a university bully. It is natural for Zou Ke to fall. Who didn't pretend such a person in his heart when he was young?

However, she first noticed him because she heard that he looked like Wei Chen, and she only liked Wei Chen from beginning to end in the 2007 Fast Men's Competition.

This little intersection made her somewhat close to the top student in the teacher's mouth, and coincidentally, the initials of the two names were W, so she called him by this letter. Later, W replaced her idol and became her sun.

In the first year of high school, there was no pressure on study. Zou Ke would walk out of the classroom and chat with his deskmate on the railing in ten minutes between classes, and gradually found that he would also be there. She often peeked at him with afterlight and found that he had a pair of beautiful hands, white and slender, a small dimple appeared on his left cheek when he smiled deeply, and, that is, his head was a little big.

When you fall in love with a person, all his shortcomings will become a lovely laughing point, making you feel that he is so different from others.

At that time, Zou was in a different class with him, but the physics teacher was the same. Zou Ke was poor in physics and miserable in every exam, but in order to keep up with the male god, this guy repeatedly failed and fought again and again. Although he was very reluctant, he often ran to the office. Sometimes the teacher is surrounded by a large army of problems, and when she is not effective, she steals through the male god's physics homework in the periphery, saying, "if you want to get close to the male god, first approach his exercise book!"

Another obsessed Huaichun girl, after sighing that the male god's words were good, she did not forget the right answer, and found that she was all wrong. After finding that she was all wrong, she went up to the next level of admiration for the male god and swore that she would also get closer to him and try to be strong every day. Although the results were not ideal, she was happy in her heart. At least she won in temperament.

Trying to catch up with the pace of the male god is Zou Ke's biggest goal in the whole era of secret love. Although in my opinion, the gap between them is not a small ditch, but the Grand Canal!

It is said that love is blind, and secret love should be blind, male gods do something casually, can make this little girl out of the earth!

One night after self-study, her male spirit jumped past her like a little girl, and such a feminine behavior in the eyes of others made her happy all night. On another occasion, after class, when the two were very close, she heard his voice and was a little unaccustomed to his appearance, but later she fell in love with him again, feeling that everything around him for three days seemed to be covered with a veil in her eyes. looming in the summer sun, incredibly beautiful.

I can empathize with Zou Ke's madness, and I secretly feel that she is not a nymphomaniac for a certain period of time, but really likes him.

I remember that when I was in junior high school, I had a crush on an upperclass. our way home from school was the same. He would occasionally push a cart while chatting with a boy, so I followed him not far away with my schoolbag. When the boy turned the corner and went the other way, the upperclassman would ride the bike. And I didn't chase him either. I just looked at his back and was fascinated by the fire burning from the setting sun behind him. But for a long time later, I felt that I had not seen the upperclassman. I was surprised to see him again one day and realized that the reason why I could not recognize him was that the upperclassman had cut his head and became ugly, and his enthusiasm for him suddenly faded.

By comparison, Zou Ke really took the male god to heart at that time, and not only coveted his beauty and high achiever style, so she blindly coveted his smile, ignored all his shortcomings, and regarded the deficiency from another angle as a bright spot. In her heart, he is lovely everywhere.

Throughout puberty, the male god is her spiritual support.

Every time I was in a trance in class, I looked back and found that there were many strokes of his name in the book, and every time she wrote it, she engraved him more deeply into her heart; she would write a diary every night, and he would ramble on about his life every night. in her best years, this diary replaced the real him by her side. During the sports meeting, she secretly stood in front of him and asked others to take a picture. in the picture, she stood like a pole in the foreground of the photo, and they were blocked by many hindering light bulbs, a waste photo of a crowd of demons dancing around. But she filtered it automatically, and she could only see herself and him in the photo.

At that time, I didn't know if she could finally walk through the crowd to him, but I knew that the name had become a red, hot and painful part of her heart.

Secret love is really an incurable serious disease.

I can't count the stupid things that Nian Zou could have done in the name of love.

Until she went to college, she still liked it so much. One day, when I saw the male god say something and revealed it back to Jinhua, he came up with the idea of taking a sneak look at him. She happened to be in the city that day. She ran early to stand on the overpass in the center of the city and looked down. She was nervous when she saw the similar people. Looking closely, she found that she was not both relieved and disappointed.

She just missed it so much that she could no longer recognize her familiar face. She waited a long time without meeting her before persuading herself to go home.

Then, she tactfully mastered the time of his return to Hangzhou, and the next day a man rode an electric bike to the railway station, stood at the entrance of the hall, looked around, saw someone like him, and wanted to chase him to see if he was right. I was afraid I wouldn't miss the real him.

It was not until it was getting dark and asked a friend that he knew that he had returned to Hangzhou.

On her way back to school alone, she remembered that one night before graduating from high school, she called two friends with a flashlight to accompany her to his class and took pictures of the inspirational words he wrote on the graduation banner hanging at the door of their class.

At that time, she was so happy that she could not help feeling sad when she went back to her dormitory to see those words. This was her dream for three years. The boy, who had been arrogant for three years in her youth, was about to leave her life, and it was hard to see her again.

It is really difficult to meet, although under the same sky, but still do not have a chance to see, that person will probably never know that there was a girl, just to see him, quietly waiting for him in the railway station all afternoon.

He is the person she has been looking up to and chasing, she is full of blood when she goes, she is full of expectation when she is waiting, and there is a big gap between her disappointment and her loneliness at this time. She sailed into the sunset in a rosy glow, but there was no one watching her behind her. From the beginning to the end, she was alone. But she knew that she had been singing this one-man show for too long, and she was so used to this emotion that she would soon be able to wrap herself in a hard shell and become the invincible herself again.

Later, we had a chat, talking about the eternal topic of girls to lose weight, but what motivation can we have to keep on losing weight? I casually joke: put the male god and your photo P into a wedding photo, and then next to the words everything in the world is thin, the male god only likes thin people, it is estimated that nothing is more inspirational than this!

Unexpectedly, she unexpectedly admitted the truth, and immediately handed over this important task to me, sending me many photos of her treasured male gods, and let me take care of her wedding photos with the male gods!

I this PS rookie tossed about for a long time, finally let two people get married, although the technology is too bad photo is terrible, but she is still happy on the other end of the phone, this fake photo she has been treasured, perhaps this life did not have the opportunity to hold hands with him, this is her own little happiness, irreplaceable.

There are also friends who have created opportunities for them to watch movies together, which is a double date. She told me that I would lose my composure when I saw him.

I hummed, it should be that the fawn in your heart was so excited that it killed him.

In fact, I know that it is her disguise, she is afraid of being seen through by him, afraid of being rejected, afraid of being despised.

Of course, she knew that he had many friends of the opposite sex, but she only maintained a salty classmate relationship with him and made an ordinary avatar on his list of friends. Knowing that he had talked about a girlfriend, he once secretly thought that they would not last long, and then they really broke up. They could not help but feel that they were unkind, but she was such an ordinary girl, and he was the male look of so many people, so no matter how much she liked him, no matter how much she liked him, there was a bright light in the fundus of his eyes and a smile on the corner of his eyebrow, and he never had the courage to go to the sun and go to him.

Secret love is like burying a handful of broad beans in the soil, watering it and fertilizing it, and finally can't wait for it to sprout, because broad beans are ripe, because he doesn't know anything.

I used to say to her angrily, either you confess or you give up.

She answered me faintly, I could not give up nor dare to confess, I was afraid that I could not bear the result, and that I could no longer deceive myself and others. I don't want him to like me. I want to be with him. I just want to be able to like him all the time. After all, he is the light of so many people. How can he only be my sun?

There was a sentence in a movie about whether girls only like their boys or not. I don't know how long Zou Ke will like the male god, but I know that only when I am so young, I will be willing to be a passer-by, quietly and far away looking at that person's world, asking for no result, no return.

I think there must be a lot of stupid girls like Zou Ke in this world, who clearly like it so hard, but they never dare or intend to tell him. The male god who is deeply in love with him is only the most beautiful scenery in his life. When he passes by, he is intoxicated with it, and after passing, he will never look back.

Author: Xu Taiyang