The worries of the old days

A few days ago, I happened to pass by a post, and one of the posts, with a feeling that could not be described in words, instantly took away all my attention.

Remember the boy you secretly liked?

Half a sound went blank in my mind.

In an instant, the tide surged up and down with a mighty momentum.

That year, it was a new school year.

At that time, the heat of summer did not dissipate completely, and bursts of hot wind hovered and wandered in the air, always unwilling to leave, leaving only the coolness and sigh of early autumn.

After the baptism of the high school entrance examination, and without being brought into the gate of high school, after a quiet summer vacation, I finally felt a little uneasy.

Throughout the third year of junior high school, I was rebellious and against my family. I didn't read the book well.

I used to yell to them hysterically: if you can't pass the exam, you can't pass the exam. at the worst, you can only go out to work. I don't rely on you.

But.

The mother, who has always been a strong character, does not want her daughter to give up her studies like this, and I, although I have said broken words, deep down, I am also unwilling to end my decades of study, so I began my fourth year of junior high school.

Keep a low profile, converge all the previous temperament, go home obediently after school, finish the tasks assigned every day on time, the grades slowly began to pick up steadily, I can see that the smile on my mother's face began to increase.

From then on, I noticed that he, like all the teenagers in the novel, was excellent in homework, handsome, gentle and popular with girls.

That year's spring, seems to come particularly early, everywhere is green, the breeze gently caress the cheek, with a warm sense of touch, everything is so full of vitality.

Of course, where there is spring, there is no place without the embellishment of various colorful flowers.

One night in late spring, I went shopping with my friends. I looked up when I talked and laughed with my friends, but I saw him. I was surprised, but I was in a bit of a hurry and didn't open my eyes.

But he looked as usual, warm in his eyes, a faint Radian on his lips and nodded slightly to me.

At that moment, all emotions turned into nothingness, the brain was in a state of crash, that is, at that moment, a heart sank.

The arc held by the lips, the tenderness that can not be ignored in the eyes can drown me.

No one knows that the brief encounter of this night began to become a dream that I didn't want to wake up for many nights after that.

Began to pay attention to him, his every move, words and deeds will be in the bottom of my heart at any time a huge wave. When his Penguin account knocked on my door, the joy in my heart was like a flame that got out of control. I even secretly thought that he also had a little feeling for me.

Just when I almost thought he liked me, I ran into him holding hands with a girl in class at recess.

The city built for him collapsed in an instant, leaving no chance of vitality. In an instant, the sunny weather turned into strong winds and showers, and the thunder and lightning laughed at my affection. In the collapsing darkness, I heard some broken voice, clear and harsh, and I thought she would never stick together again.

Muddled, stumbled, decadent for a long time.

Since then, there is no lack of inadvertently bumping into two people, he will still smile at me, but how to look at it, this smile is farther and farther away from me, as beautiful and false as a mirage.

In the end, the little mermaid princess is willing to turn into a bubble for the prince, realizing the happiness of the prince and princess.

What can I do for him? I am just a grain of dust in the dark, humble and speechless, but if he can be happy, why don't I let go.

Although, from beginning to end, I am the only one-man show, I am the only one playing and singing, complaining and sorrowful.

However, time did not give me time to heal and catch my breath. The high school entrance examination was a war without gunpowder smoke, but then it ended, leaving me wandering in place for a long time, unwilling to leave, floating and sinking in thin memories. I don't want to wake up.

Time wasted, inch by inch slipped to the end.

Two years later.

Today, ask yourself.

Do you still like him? The teenager who once loved so much, is it really long gone? I am afraid to know that it is impossible or early to forget the mind, love seems to be so stranded, only faint traces stay in the shoal, so far can not be removed, can not be removed.

So as not to make my acacia turn into soot, missing a person's Acacia, leaving only half an inch of ash.

Only the breeze of the old days blew gently, taking away a place of loneliness.