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Preface to Love

Seven years of love story can really be written into a book. When I was young, I always cared too much about what others thought of me. A disdainful look from others is enough to break all my confidence. At that sensitive and fragile age, I was always crying and running around in all aspects, but it happened that such a life felt like a branded day. As the days go by, life will gradually become dull and coping.

I think everyone around me thought I was crazy. The future is bright, a lot of men choose, but stubbornly choose one that everyone doesn't like, especially the parents strongly oppose, and then all kinds of quarrels, all kinds of missed dramas and all kinds of jokes are staged. The most surprising thing is that no one expected that other people's good children, who look the most clever and sensible on weekdays, were disobedient and rebellious to surprise everyone.

Yes, my rebellious period came, but it came later than other children. Or maybe I was suppressed for too long and finally chose to break out in silence.

Actually, I don't want much I just want to love someone I like and enjoy love at my best age. But my family didn't even give me this freedom and choice, and interfered in everything in the name of "for your own good". I am so depressed that I can't breathe, and home has become my biggest fear.

So I started running away. I ran away in the name of love. I've been on the run for 10 years. Every time I think of home, I shudder. No exaggeration, really chilling.

Every time someone asks me, how do you know your husband? I'm embarrassed to stick out my tongue. We are classmates in junior high school.

What? Are you puppy love?

No, no, at first I had to wave my hand to explain that we didn't fall in love in junior high school, and then we met again in college.

Oh, you've known each other since junior high school anyway.

Most people don't care how we parted and met.

I had to nod desperately, right, right, right.

This stems from the fate of junior high school. Speaking of which, my mother should be the most concerned. I think she should regret putting me in her junior high school for many years. If we don't make this arrangement, we won't have a chance to meet those little guys who did something wrong, and it is impossible for her to be anxious and angry in the future.

However, we really haven't been together in junior high school, and junior high school students haven't had much overlap in three years. He has always been the head of naughty boys in the class, and I will always represent justice. How do the two sides match on weekdays?

In high school, we went to different high schools in the county. At that time, we occasionally received several inexplicable letters from him, all about campus life, and all kinds of politeness, which I didn't take too seriously. I replied politely, exchanged politeness several times, and it was gone.

The only time we met in high school was on the day of the college entrance examination. He stopped me in the crowded college entrance examination army leading to the examination room. At that time, I pushed my bike, exchanged a few words with this old classmate and hurried to the examination room. I only remember that he is very different from what I remember. That bad little naughty boy has turned into a tall and straight young man. He is so tall that I have to stand on tiptoe to look up when I talk to him. Anyway, the man in a white shirt 18 years old is really a handsome guy in my mind.

The results of the college entrance examination have come out, but there is still a long way to go from their goals and ideals, but they can't be said to have failed. I don't have the seeds to repeat my studies and strive for a higher institution for one year. In the end, I accepted the acceptance letter with pleasure. Comfort yourself in your heart, at least people are also an institution.

So I embarked on the four-year university road in the north.

So our road to love actually started in college.