Chapter 3 [Serial 2] First love, time has sent everything away

I don't remember who said: "You can't have both youth and youth knowledge." This sentence only understood how profound it was when I entered middle age. At the age of 19, I had my first love.At that time, only two years after the resumption of the college entrance examination, many young people who were no longer students walked back to the middle school gate to review the college entrance examination with us fresh graduates.One day when it rained, I turned around and closed the umbrella in my hand when I reached the door of the classroom.The moment I turned around, I saw a stranger in the second-to-last seat on the row by the window.I didn't look up again, and walked to my seat.

He is Yuan Gang, my first boyfriend, a 1.84-meter-tall, handsome demobilized soldier, the son of Chinese teacher Sun from our school who has gone to the United States to visit relatives.Looking back now, I fell in love with him at first sight, because he was taller than any other student in our class.From that moment on, my study plummeted, from the top 5 in the class to the failure of the college entrance examination. I knew his name the next day.A strange girl at the door of the classroom asked me: "Is Yuan Gang there?" I said, "Who is Yuan Gang?" "New to your class, Mr. Sun's son. Can you call him out for me?" The girl was very polite.

"Okay!" I turned back to the classroom and walked towards him. I know I'm blushing.I loved blushing so much.My heart was beating "thumping". That afternoon, God gave me an opportunity to give him an excuse to signal him. I went downstairs to use the bathroom between classes.The corridor was very dark, and as soon as I went down a step, I saw him walking up.The moment he passed me, my foot slipped and I fell downstairs. "Hey!" he yelled, grabbing my sleeve. With a "stab", I dropped 3 buttons, but I stopped.My right arm was grabbed by him, and my left hand instinctively quickly grabbed the skirt.

"Be careful!" He looked at me with a long look.I forgot if I said thank you, but I didn't go to the toilet anyway, because I had to borrow pins from my classmates, and my clothes couldn't cover my body. That afternoon, I wrote him a note, instinctively using the law of love summed up by the predecessors: I will leave the law. "I hate you. Because you saved me. I have to change schools because I can't learn anything!" The note worked, and an hour later I had a 3-page letter in smooth, clean cursive.In the letter, he told me that I should study hard, but at the end he asked me to meet in Beihai Park that evening.

When I got home from school, I put on the clothes I thought were the most beautiful, but I couldn't get rid of the red bumps that hung on my cheeks every day.At the age of eighteen or nineteen, girls are well-developed and plump, with two red bumps that are hot and hard.I hate myself, I envy my classmates who are thin and pale.