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Article: The little girl who sells her sincerity

I like strawberries, but strawberry juice No, not even strawberry candy.

Just like when I like you, I can’t look like you or have a temperament like you, because it’s you I like.

chapter 1

When I saw my college classmate getting married while browsing Moments, my first reaction was not who the bride was, but whether you were there.

You see, liking is the longing that cannot be suppressed, the longing that cannot be hidden, and the empty joy that cannot be loved.

The love I had when I was young was really pure. Maybe it was because your voice was nice, maybe it was because your eyes were very bright.

I like you because the day I met you, you happened to be wearing something I liked.

The love you have when you are young can really make you feel helpless, confused, blushing and heart-beating.

I like you with a sense of courage and passion.

When I like you, I am really unreserved.

When I like you, I really can’t hide it.

When I like you, I really want to see you.

Wait for you at a place you often pass by, and pretend to meet you by chance.

Standing at the window just to take a look at you, pretending to look at the scenery.

Create every opportunity to meet by chance, and then say it’s a coincidence.

Create every chance of collision to meet you.

I call every opportunity to see you fate.

At that time, apart from liking you, I seemed to have nothing else to do. Whether it's good or bad, I'm always thinking about how to try to get closer to you.

It turns out that when you like someone, you will really humble yourself into the dust, and then a flower will bloom.

"I never worry that I am not worthy of good people, I only worry that I am not worthy of the people I like." This is the QQ signature I changed after meeting you, and it has never changed.

Work hard to learn English to get closer to you,

Work hard to create opportunities to meet you,

Work hard to express yourself in front of you,

Work hard I stayed up late waiting for your reply but I didn’t get it.

I like you so much that I have to endure humiliation and humble myself in the dust.

I remember that on New Year’s Eve, I edited a very long text message at 23:59, which was like a little love letter, and sent it to you at 0:00.

I also said: "I am the one who accompanies you from this year to next year. I hope that the person on your left will be me during next year's New Year's Eve. Happy New Year."

< p> You only replied, Happy New Year.

Although I am sad that you used only four words to perfunctory and extinguish my night of little deer collision and false fantasy. But your refusal still gave me the motivation to continue to like you.

At that time, I was full of girlish feelings. Every time after turning off the lights, I carefully recorded everything about you. It records the first time we met on the ladder, which was the beginning of my secret love; it records the three-stone staircase where I first stopped you to seriously introduce myself; it records the long and narrow staircase where I pretended to meet you by chance. The path of the camphor tree; recorded my shy look when you sat next to me while playing games...

I thought, I will show you all of this in the future, word for word.

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