When I said the word "break up", he on the phone didn't collapse as I imagined.
He was silent for a long time and whispered, 'OK. Then promise me one last request. Let me go to your school to accompany you for one day and be the last couple. "
I promised him. It's sad to finally separate. For three years, we have been separated from each other. We can only contact each other by telephone and computer every day. I can't touch, see or control. I've had enough of such ethereal love. I have never realized the beauty of college life described by other people. Watching couples walking hand in hand from the front door of the campus to the back door, watching boys open water for their beloved girlfriend, and watching boys leaning towards the dormitory step by step with their girlfriend with an umbrella on their back on a rainy day, my heart hurts. Even a quarrel can't get a comforting hug. I clearly remember that I held the phone helplessly and nearly collapsed, but in the end, these unspeakable weaknesses should be grasped by myself.
He must have been tortured, or how could he promise so readily.
It had been two days since he came to school dusty. In these two days, a heavy snow covered my city without sleep. He was covered with snowflakes and burst into a warm smile. I responded stiffly. I have to admit that every time I see his gentle jade like face in the past three years, the originally thought words of breaking up will be swallowed back into my stomach, and my hard heart will melt. This time, no exception. But I immediately warned myself that I could not bear long loneliness because of my greed for short tenderness.
I said, 'let's go to dinner first.' He said, 'no hurry. Did you turn on the water on such a cold day? ' My heart tightened fiercely. " Go and take down your thermos, make hot water first, and then do something else, so that it won't be useless at night. If you use someone else's, you'll have to look at someone else's face. " He talked endlessly, but my eyes were already wet & hellip& hellip; For three years, why do you know how to make up for it when you break up. I went back to the dormitory, put on a furry glove and took down the thermos. His hands were red with cold when he got the water. I took off my gloves and put them on his hands, and then pushed my hands in hard. In this way, our hands will stick together tightly. Although his hands were cold and the space in his gloves was narrow, I realized the same sweetness as other girls. He looked at me affectionately, sadness flowing on his face.
The next step is to eat. I ordered braised eggplant and braised meat, and then handed him the menu. He smiled gently: 'I want to order these two too.' I smiled and said, 'are you being polite to me?' His smile slowly disappeared and said faintly, 'your habit has already become my habit.' I turned my eyes out of the window and didn't look at him. He still loves me, doesn't he.
After a good meal, we walked in the pure white world, and no one spoke. " Eat ice cream? " He asked suddenly. I looked at him in surprise. He never let me eat ice cream in winter. He said he was afraid I would get sick. " Aren't you afraid I'm ill? ' I regretted it when I said this. It's about to break up. Who cares if you're sick or not. " Now I'm by your side, what am I afraid of? " He looked at the distance leisurely, as if he had seen another world. The cold wind swept my face. I covered my face and turned my back, but my tears didn't listen to me and fell between my fingers. I saw the footprints we walked through, winding into a road with no end in sight.
I took the ice cream and trampled on the creaking snow. He laughed and shouted, 'slow down!' I ran and turned around: 'don't worry, I won't fall & hellip& hellip;' Before I finished, I felt my feet slip and leaned back & hellip& hellip; He grabbed my ice cream arm from the back in time, but his body fell forward because he ran too fast & hellip& hellip; So, two 'Dong' staggered, I fell on my back, and he fell straight on his face to the earth. Not only that, but what's more funny is that the ice cream in my hand is only an empty shell. Looking around, I can't find the ice cream that fell out. When I looked at him again, I saw that his face was covered with ice cream. We looked at each other for a moment and laughed. I handed him a tissue and stood up and patted the snow. Instead of standing up, he rolled to the side and lay in the snow. I looked at him in surprise. As soon as I was ready to say that the ground was cold, he got up. A sunken figure appeared in the snow. He squatted down and drew a heart in the heart of the human figure, in which three words were written: zyh. Zyh, my name. I stared for a long time. " I should go back. " I said. I looked up at the blue sky and tried not to shed tears. Later, I knew that the tears didn't flow down because they had flowed back to my heart.
Back in the dormitory, the roommates cheered and gathered to ask questions. " Wow, your boyfriend is so handsome! " Hey, your boyfriend is so considerate. " You are a good match! " I listened quietly to their noise. A said, 'I'm not so lucky. But although I haven't met anyone who can make me love, I'm also very happy with my current boyfriend. " B said, 'ah? Are you still with him when you don't love him? ' A: 'what do you know? If he can make me happy, I'd like to be with him. " C said, 'it's not like me. So love him, even if not happy, still want to be together. "
Like a person because you are happy with him, love a person is not happy to be together. This is love, isn't it?
I regret it.
I'm not a competent girlfriend. I'm not a good woman from the beginning to the end. I'm not what he thinks of me. I thought as I flew to his hotel. But what was waiting for me was an empty room. I couldn't control it any more. Tears gushed out. Stumbled back to school all the way, looked at the world through tears, and the whole world was crying. As I walked towards the dormitory building in a trance, a familiar and warm voice sounded behind me. I was stunned. I turned slowly. He had come to me and held me tightly in his arms. I cried and tore him: 'who let you come here! I thought you were gone! I thought you didn't want me! I thought you never wanted me again! You bastard& hellip;& hellip;' He lovingly grabbed my hand and wiped away the tears on my face: 'you didn't want me all the time.' I hold him tightly and never want to loosen & hellip& hellip;
It turns out that you like a person with your ears. If you don't like it, you can plug your ears. Love a person with your eyes. If you don't want to love, close your eyes and tears will flow back to your heart.
Between us, there was a heavy snow, thousands of cities, a whole once. Even so, nothing can stop love.
Sorry, honey. I will learn to love you as you love me until I die.