I'm single, what about you?

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Text/Da Xu Dali

It seems that there must be someone by my side to accompany me to prove that loneliness and I have never been "birds of a feather flock together" .

But the ancients did not deceive me. I have my own "single barrier" and I am "divided into groups" by being lonely. In order to break this pattern, I sincerely proposed to my friends to give me a date. Dear request.

So, next I want to talk about love.

I should have been in puppy love, but it was a bit twisty and not quite a two-way love. The arrow of love always lacked some directionality.

Since I started longing for "love", I have never been in love with each other. I am so miserable.

1.

The first boy I like in August 18th! His name is Shi Xiaolong! Unexpectedly, my life of chasing stars started a little early.

Before I realized that Hu Ge in "The Flying Fairy" is very handsome, I was first attracted by the Kung Fu Kid in the comedy.

At that time, I looked at the orange can with a picture of Shi Xiaolong on it, and determined that I would travel around the world with a martial arts boy in the future.

Just thinking about it made me feel that I was cool, so I fell into my own world without looking back, and experienced ups and downs in it.

I didn’t pay much attention to the classes and assignments that I thought were not difficult, and the classmates who were not very good-looking. By the time I graduated from graduate school, I could only stay in the world of myself.

I long for campus love, but I never have the courage to welcome my own love when I am on campus. I have never taken the initiative to like any boy, so forget it.

I always shy away from boys who take the initiative to like me. I really want to say to them: I'm sorry, I was wrong! (But still dare).

If I wasn’t so focused on studying when I was in school, I might have had many sweet loves.

Some of the little things that I can think of now were slightly forgotten by me at the time.

As a girl who was poisoned by the idol drama "Dolphin Cove Lovers", I have been very fond of dolphins for a long time. If the hairpins are from dolphins and the hair accessories are from dolphins, the blue and white Mediterranean must be my love. origin.

The boy in the next class has big eyes. He seems to have a good relationship with me. He often attacks each other personally.

He saved his living expenses and bought me a dolphin doll as a birthday present. He also wrote a letter and told others that he liked me. It feels sweet now, but at the time I thought he was sick.

"As for eating instant noodles for this?

Does he like to eat instant noodles and use gifts as an excuse to trick me and want me to feel that I owe him something?

I don’t have any particular feelings for him, but I quite like dolphins, what should I do?

Can I only play with him after becoming his girlfriend?

I have so many friends that I can’t bear to part with them...”

Of course that’s rejection.

I had a fever and asked for leave to go back to the dormitory. There was a boy in the class who rubbed his pretty face and pretended to have low blood sugar. He asked for leave to buy me food and then delivered it to the dormitory;

This boy He took me all over the streets on weekends by bicycle. He also gave me the clivia that he had raised for a long time. He also had many companionships, big and small, which enriched my after-school life.

At that time, I felt that this was my love. I was still too young. The companionship he gave you could also be given to others, or even doubled.

Two.

Later I may have really met my love. He did not study well, was not tall, and was not handsome (no offense intended, just stating objective facts).

But he is very lively, cute, and always smiling. By chance, he added his contact information. For some reason, he sent me good night text messages for a long time, and somehow I ended up getting together with him.

But who’s love story only stops here?

Except for countless text messages, phone calls and messages, there seems to be no other contact between us.

We have never dated, nor have we integrated into each other's real lives.

Even when he was celebrating his birthday, he took another girl to dinner without calling me (I would be stunned even if they were ordinary friends, not to mention that girl still likes him, and the messages he sends are probably no better than mine) No, I didn’t even know he had a cold, and they had already given him medicine).

My youth was calm but dark. I’d better study hard, I said to myself.

University is really a good place to fall in love, but I don’t even have an ambiguous partner. I have been hanging around on campus with a male-to-female ratio of 7:1 for four years and I am still single. I despise myself.

Many friends said that I got into a science and engineering school for nothing, which was a waste of resources. They were right, but after I thought about the boys I knew, I felt it was better to be alone, because There's so much that doesn't fit.

I also had a long heart-pounding moment.

I can naturally accept the cans he opened for me, I can naturally accept large and small holiday snack bags, I can naturally accompany him to get a haircut, but I have never thought about following him. Which he is with.

I have seriously hesitated, and I don’t deny that I like her, but we just can’t be together.

When I thought that I would soon have a boyfriend to accompany me to eat, go shopping, and pick up express delivery, my first feeling was panic at a loss. So I watched the balance of love shake me out, and watched them Go choose the next one.

Three.

I have encountered a lot of love and pursuit, big and small, in these years.

I have received anonymous gifts, fixed blessings, and there are also people who have really penetrated into my life and understood my hobbies and tastes;

Know me I seldom chat and like to watch dramas and movies. I know that I am lazy and a homebody, but I am "quite good at walking";

I know that I like spicy food and hate sweet things, and I also know that I seem to be difficult to get along with, but I am actually a bit of a "comedy" "Talent";

Of course I also know that I have never let any boy enter my world, and he is not special, so they all become "half-baked" friends.

I remember when I was in college, a few of my friends were watching Young and Dangerous. I just took a look at it, but I actually shed tears.

It’s like I saw my world in disarray, crumbling in the bloody storm. Before I met that social guy’s preference for me, he was already dead by someone else’s knife. .

Can I stop crying?

I am quite afraid of dying of old age alone, without even anyone to remember me, like a sentimental amnesia patient.

Can't remember who you loved, looking back at the blank past and future, crying at the window.

If there is a crack in my "single barrier" on the day of the seven stars, I hope that a tall and handsome young man will break into my world (it doesn't matter if he is not tall or handsome, I am Hope he is tall and handsome).

He smiled at me very gently or coolly, and said: I finally met you.

At least it makes me feel that all the roads I have traveled are not aimless;

Someone has been waiting to meet me.