I am most proud of having a secret crush on you for seven years.

The KTV box was full of people, and as the only one who attended as a junior high school classmate, I didn't know any of his friends. I sat in the corner and felt uncomfortable. At this embarrassing moment, I can only gawk at L's back. He brought wine, he sang, he laughed and fought with his best friend.

The name of L in the mobile phone is "I dare not tell you for five years", and now it is the seventh year. I don't know what seven years of affection is to me and to ordinary people.

What moved me most was that he never snubbed me and embarrassed me.

Soon he retreated to my side, introduced his best friends to me one by one and led them to drink with me.

He called to his mother and said, Here comes the food.

Surprisingly, l's mother held my hand tightly and said, you are here. I often talk about you! He quickly said to his father, hey, look, this is Jingjing, what a good child.

L's mother is warm and easy-going, and is very kind to all her friends. I don't know if his mother's enthusiasm for me is special, but I felt a lot at that moment and suddenly felt like crying.

His mother said thank you many times, which should mean the third year of high school.

I and I are junior high school classmates. In high school, I stayed in Nankai and he went to another school. In senior three, I copied the teacher's lesson plan to L every time I took the Nankai exam.

I am good at writing, but I am not good at writing. Often help me organize my notes until two or three o'clock, and I can use up a tube of refills every night. I don't remember how many times I was in senior three.

I never say thank you. I don't even want him to read all the documents and notes I sent him. I just want to help him as much as I can, even if it has little effect, I am willing to do it.

However, after so many years, his mother held my hand and said thank you, and these clips suddenly flashed in my mind.

It turns out that those who think they are all unknown or even futile know all about it.

L mother looked at me, I looked at L, L's eyes dodged everywhere, there is no need to say too much between boys.

My honeymoon with l was in the third grade.

He is very naughty. He took off my coat and ran out of the classroom in front of the whole class. He signed his English name prince in every textbook of mine, and I added ss after prince in every book of his.

He is one of the most shameless and vulgar English names in the whole universe.

We were sitting in the front and back row. I grabbed his hand and wrote down the "teacher's watch". My nails are painted with fluorescent strokes. Every time I dictate English, I grab his back and ask him for help.

He plays basketball very well and is the absolute main force of the school team, while I never make a layup.

In winter, when he plays basketball, the fluff on his face will be frosted, so I slapped him and there were obvious marks on his fingers.

He supported me to accompany him back to the dormitory to take a bath. I always pretend to be unhappy in every way. He was never ashamed to take off his clothes in front of me, but I couldn't stop blushing.

After his parents leave, I will drink and say hello to his friends one by one. He said, Jingjing, my junior high school classmate.

I smiled brightly and drank heavily.

I and I both know that my thoughts are more than that. If you are only a junior high school classmate and have known each other for the tenth year, I am afraid that you can rarely drink together.

"Hello, it's the first time to meet you. I am a junior high school classmate of L, and I have had a crush on him for seven years. Please take care of it. "

How many cups have you touched and how much wine have you drunk? This sentence has been repeated many times in your mind.

I've been having diarrhea for the past two days and I'm devastated. After a round of drinking, I immediately went to the toilet to throw up and my stomach turned upside down, but I was very happy.

The friendship in junior high school is very fragile, and many people have no news after the senior high school entrance examination.

L and I have been out of touch for a long time. One day in my freshman year, I dreamed of him.

I dreamed that he came to Nankai. I ran out of the classroom to look for him, but he was ready to leave, and we didn't talk much. I looked at his back and felt very sad.

Then I woke up and thought, I miss him so much.

Then after sleeping, I dreamed of him again. This time, he was not in a hurry to leave. In the dream, we talked for a long time, and finally I woke up crying.

The next day, I lost my mind and felt so empty that I couldn't help writing a diary titled L.

In less than ten minutes, many people commented "I thought you two had special feelings" and "I didn't expect you to love him so much", and I was scared to death. At that time, there was only a vague concept of homosexuality, and I never dared to say it. I deleted the log immediately.

I received a short message from L soon, so I came to Nankai to see you and brought you a gift, lest you dream about me someday.

That is, from that day on, I finally made clear my feelings for him.

As for the present, it is still in my desk. This is a toothed ashtray. Hehe, I haven't smoked until now. The gift-giving thinking of straight men simply sends the brain to anatomy and studies it well.

L's personality is careless, he speaks heartlessly and jokes are not taboo. He often suspects that he didn't bring his brain when he went out.

But whenever something really happens, I will do anything for my friends. I will rush to the front and support all the pain alone.

Still smirking in front of you, carrying your tears and sweat together. Is a truly trustworthy and entrusted person.

I usually have a sharp tongue, but when I saw that L had completely lost his usual arrogance, I stuttered.

We have only met several times in these years, and we haven't asked each other for a long time. Life has no intersection at all.

But we have always been close.

Over the years, when I think about life, I have become accustomed to putting him in a prominent position in my heart. I will always remember him, and I will silently save every selfie of him.

It is difficult for him to remember my birthday every year.

I was very sad after the college entrance examination. I thought that when I went to college, I could never text him again, and the only reason why I could find him confidently no longer existed.

I thought we might be apart.

The only time I broke a film was last year. Six years after I met L, I confessed to him that night.

I sent him all the selfies he took, maybe twenty or thirty.

He said, fuck! Did you steal my mobile phone?

I said I like you and have had a crush on you for six years. Like you is my own business. You don't care and it's none of my business.

Then it was sent by my best friend. Why don't you talk if you love me?

When I woke up the next day, I completely forgot this code. I was at a loss when I saw my mobile phone. I sent it in 10 thousand languages and said I like you a thousand times, but he didn't reply a word.

It's over. I really have to get separated this time. I thought to myself.

However, before long, he took the initiative to find me and pretended as if nothing had happened.

He told me that he had a girlfriend, a girl, who suddenly confessed to him, and he felt very embarrassed.

I asked me, I treat her as a friend and I don't want to lose her. What should I do?

I said something in my mouth, but I felt in my heart that he was insinuating me.

He's alluding to me.

In fact, just like the brain, who would be stupid enough not to notice.

I know everything, and I hide everything. This is far from forgiving or not forgiving. We should reach an understanding not to mention it again.

We are not separated, but better. He often teases me that I like him. He's such a first-rate bitch.

When I came back from the toilet, I chatted with my best friend WeChat, saying that I was drunk and finished, and I really wanted to kiss him.

My best friend said, calm, restrained and love world peace.

After the photo shoot, I said I would take a selfie.

After taking a photo, he kissed me defenseless.

Fuck you! Him! Honey! Yes! Me!

Then I kissed him, too. I naturally closed my eyes when I kissed him. World peace has really come.

I really can't think of too much at that moment, and the only feeling is calm.

Finally, l's girlfriend took me home. Please drive, don't drink when driving, don't drive when drinking.

L's girlfriend is very beautiful and enthusiastic. She said, Yang Zong, I have often mentioned you to me, and he said that you are very close!

I said, yeah, it's not easy to know each other for ten years. By the way, my surname is Xiao, not Yang.

How could it be bad? How many love letters have come from me? How could his rotten head be made of those disgusting Qiong Yao words?

I once read a passage:

However, for me,

I am most proud of having a secret crush on you for seven years.