Chapter 19 Secret love is the most sour SM

The reason why I thought of this topic was because of my elementary school classmate Rong Rong. He is a full-level master of the crush school. Countless times, before eating and after drinking too much, he had to recite his familiar and well-known secret love story as the Lord's Prayer over and over again. Xiaowei was transferred to our class from the third grade of elementary school. She is a girl from Xinjiang, with big eyes and long hair. Her skin is frighteningly fair and she can dance Pengcha dance. In terms of the aesthetics of less than ten years old, it is indeed very attractive to us, but it is just attractive.

But Rong Rong is different, Rong Rong probably has never even eaten mutton in his previous life, his legs trembled and he couldn't walk when he saw Xinjiang. He is obsessed with Xiaowei. I say obsessed because he has been with Xiaowei since he was ten years old, or rather with himself. From junior high school to university, Rong Rong went to the same school as Xiao Wei, and when he failed the exam, he cried and asked his father to pay the sponsorship fee.But when he saw Xiaowei, he couldn't beat him with ten sticks. In the year of the college entrance examination, Xiaowei went to Beijing Communication University, and went to Beijing with me by train. Rong Rong failed because of his low ranking in professional courses.On the day Xiaowei left Hefei, the weather was beautiful and the rain was pouring, which provided the most suitable scene for a sad scene. Rong Rong forced me to rehearse the plot N times (I was in charge of procrastinating when he was crying and passed out on the ground) The person who dragged him away like a dead dog) used to move Xiao Wei.

He swears, and is going to fight at the train station—drenching himself into a dog, and making Xiao Wei cry like a dog.The first goal was successfully achieved without any suspense; for the second goal, his information was wrong, and Xiao Wei left by plane. I figured this was the end of it. Until the year of SARS, the Haidian District where I lived was the leader in the hardest-hit area. Just three days before the closure of the school, I was called to the downstairs of the dormitory by a strange call. It was Rong Rong.This guy stood in front of me as if he was fleeing, handed me two packs of medicine, from the School of Chinese Medicine, and left a sentence: "Give her one pack." Then turned around and left.

God knows how he had the courage to come to Beijing, and how he didn't even have the courage to give him medicine. Later, there is no later. There were two make-up exams, and the school was about to change its name. Rong Rong still didn't pass the exam. When he went on a hunger strike and forced his father to send him to Beijing, Weiwei had already gone to New Zealand as an exchange student. End of story. Every time the infatuated man Rong Rong ends with: "I have learned broadcasting for her for three years, and I don't even know what a fucking broadcasting host is!" Then he burst into tears.

Miserable, really miserable. The problem is that we are more familiar with this story than he is, and this guy has gotten worse. Not only the dinner, but even the game of killing him in the Three Kingdoms has to come again.When he is in a good state, he can still squeeze out a few tears. You say that he has an empty hand and a drop of blood. I will kill him with a hand, whether to kill him or not. Later, as long as he starts with the word "Weiwei", everyone will pee.Later, everyone tacitly seldom invited him out for dinner. Secret love, thinking that the sky and the earth are touched, but in fact it just touched myself.Seeing this, the girls are going to despise me again. How can a beast like you understand someone who is so devoted to one person?I think, crush is not to be devoted to others, but to be devoted to oneself.

So many self-righteous sacrifices, but I didn't dare to bear the result after speaking out, which hurt my glass heart. Secret love occasionally comes to count on pleasure, but if you play all the time, you will get sick and need to be cured. A mild crush is self-suggestion. I always feel that the other party understands all my thoughts, and the other party can detect every little complaint. A booger is the best gift quietly given to you.The severe one is schizophrenia. I drink chicken soup to beat chicken blood for myself. I believe that one way must go to the dark. I believe that when you see the coffin, don’t bow your head and shed tears. The crown will fall. Believe in yourself, I can!In fact, I put on leather whips and handcuffs and put on a maid outfit. I still don’t feel happy enough, so I need to add some wax.

As for the terminally ill stage of Rong Rong, the secret love is not a question of EQ, but a question of IQ.It's okay to meet the wrong person at the wrong time. The most terrifying thing about a crush is not necessarily that you can't see things clearly, but that it's easy for people to lose sight of themselves, or to underestimate themselves. If someone gives you a cup, you will be with you for the rest of your life. In fact, they just tell you that you are a tragedy (a cup). This is not a lack of love, but a lack of heart.