Actually speaking, I don't understand my meeting with her. This is fate. I was bored during the holiday. I opened QQ and looked at the juniors in a large group. I like to look at other people's head cards. Inadvertently opened her information bar, and then went into her space to browse her photo album (haha, is it a bit vulgar). There are many photos in her space album. At first sight, I thought this girl was very clever and dressed exquisitely. I thought I should have a chat with her, so we started the initial chat. Over time, she shyly called me senior at first, and then they called each other nicknames, and their relationship changed a little. A few days before school started, I realized that I was going to see her soon, and I had a complicated feeling in my heart, the kind I wanted to see but dared not. When I contacted her, I was very excited and happy, but I was a little nervous and nothing. I'm beginning to think that I may be in love with her.
After school started, I packed my luggage and stood up and sat down from time to time in the dormitory, feeling a little restless. Freshmen arrive at school a few days later than us. I've been thinking about her all day, thinking about what I should say when I see her first sentence. The more I think about it, the more excited I am. A few days later, I got a call from her saying that she would come to the school gate. I got dressed quickly and even sprayed myself with perfume I had never used before. I met her at the school gate, as beautiful as a photo. Dragging a heavy suitcase made her look tired and sweaty, and her white skirt was blackened by the suitcase. I took my suitcase, greeted her, accompanied her to do registration related work, and sent her back to the dormitory after processing. There seems to be nothing wrong with these actions in one go. I'm so nervous. Her parents are still here. I won't say anything more. From her admission to the end of military training, we all contacted each other through online chat. We didn't ask each other out. I like running, so I'll take this opportunity to ask her out to accompany me and we'll run together. The whole process was talking and laughing, and the two of us got to know each other better. One weekend, I began to ask her out to play and take her to learn about the novelty of a strange city. She looks very happy. I looked at her and smiled happily. Through these things at school, I gradually feel that I should do more. I began to have the idea of confession. I began to write some confessions on paper and recite them by myself. The roommate said, "Can you do this? It looks so stupid and straight. " I didn't say anything. At that time, my mind was a little confused, but at the same time there was one thing in my heart that was not chaotic, and that was my feelings for her. I've never felt this way before. How difficult it is to meet someone who has feelings for himself in life. Whatever the outcome, I have decided to do so.
When I was ready, I started to contact her. It rained heavily that day and it was overcast at night. I went to the balcony to look out. Because of the rain, the students in the school street became scarce, and the trees and flowers outside were swayed by the strong wind, as if celebrating this great event for us. I turned around with an umbrella and looked at my roommates. They are all busy with their own affairs. Nobody looks at me, and I'm not timid. I plucked up my courage and went out. It's cold outside. I feel as if I have committed a crime. I'm beginning to wonder if it's not good to ask her out in such a cold day and it's raining. What if she catches a cold? I thought about walking, and soon came to the appointed place-the door of the library. I came a few minutes early because it was more polite. After a while, I watched couples coming out of the library, and my eyes became a little blurred. Then she came. At this moment, the rain stopped. What a coincidence, the sky is blessing me, and I hope my wish can come true.
? "It's so late, why did you call me here?"
? "Nothing, I want to tell you one thing. Let's ... let's go to the library. "
We started walking from the left of the library. I looked at her. She looked around casually, her left index finger gesticulating back and forth in the air, as if in a beat. We went around to the back of the library, and no one passed by us at this time. I took a deep breath.
"I ... I came to express my meaning to you today. I ... like you ... "
She didn't speak. I can see that she is blushing, and my face is red. My heart is rolling like a huge wave, smiling awkwardly, and I don't know how to put my hands.
"Let's go first, let me think about it first. I'm not ready for you to say that suddenly, okay? Let me think about it first. "
I didn't say anything. I nodded, as if transfixed. I walked side by side with her for five minutes without talking. I realized that I was a little embarrassed, as if the air had frozen. I told her something else, and by the way, I said many sweet words to express my determination. Finally, I saw that she was still hesitating. My heart is a little soft. I didn't rush her. I looked at her and said:
? "Well, tell me when you think it over. I won't rush you. Feelings should not be rushed. Sincerity is sincerity. You don't have to be embarrassed. Tell me what you really think. This is also an explanation for us. "
? "It doesn't matter."
We walked on. When we arrived at the library gate, she suddenly grabbed me and said:
? "I have made up my mind. Follow me to the back of the library, where you just mentioned. "
I replied, she dragged me away. My heart is a mess. Did my sweet words impress her? Or does she really like me from the heart? I became expecting, and my mouth rose slightly. Came to the back of the library, she said:
"To tell you the truth, what you just said really touched me, and I also think this is what you think. I admire and respect that introverted boys can express their ideas in this way. I have always regarded you as a good friend since you added me. I was willing to chat with you at first, because I thought you were a very nice person. I attach great importance to the three views. This is my principle of making friends. I really didn't think about our love and liking. Sorry, I really want to regard you as my best friend. "
"Well, all right ... all right."
My mind is in a daze, looking at things around me. They haven't changed. I nodded without thinking, and the word "ok" came out of my mouth without thinking. She also said, "I'm sorry, I don't want to do this." This sentence, at this time, I am not so nervous, my heart has become unusually calm, which is different from my heart before confession, and I feel a little relieved. I think this is an explanation for me and her. I don't have to think about how to surprise her every day, how to take her to play and how to make her happy every day. She liberated me, and I think so did she. I thought for a moment and said:
"Can I hug you? I only have one small request. "
She nodded, and I came forward to hug her and hold her tight. Tears fell down, I couldn't help it, but I didn't make a sound. I'm afraid she'll hear me. I don't want to lose my dignity. She didn't resist, so she was held by me. I quietly wiped the tears from the corner of my eyes with my other hand, leaving no trace, and I was relieved. I sent her back to the dormitory. I want to buy her her favorite grass again. She turned me down. I didn't say anything. I went downstairs to her dormitory. Two people didn't talk much along the way. At this time, she began to prepare to enter the dormitory. I can't help myself. My hands and feet are moving. I shouted:
? "Is it really impossible?"
She didn't answer me and slowed down. He gave me a look and found my eyes were red. Then she hurried to the dormitory.
The night is getting deeper and deeper, and I am the only one left. Trees and flowers are still swaying from side to side, still so cold, much colder than before, maybe the wind is getting stronger again. Many people in the dormitory are hanging their own laundry. A few people saw me, but they still did their own thing. I smiled and started to walk back. My mind is no longer so confused. My hands are folded, and her temperature is still on it. At this time, it began to rain again. I opened the umbrella that I didn't open tonight, thinking that this ancient innocence would bless me. I walked out of the street of her dormitory and looked in the direction of my dormitory. There were couples talking and laughing on the road and went to the dormitory I just sent her. I laughed with them and watched them happy. I kept walking. The street lamp ahead may be broken and there is no end in sight. The road tonight is really dark, so dark. ......