Write a story about a person from strangeness to familiarity, from disgust to liking.

Have you ever tried to look back at your chat with someone

, from the beginning to now? Look at

and laugh, and laugh and cry. . . A

person approaches you from a strange place, and then becomes strange again.

That man, I've known him online for more than a year … At first, he hated me, the way I spoke, my words (now I think about my chat records, I really feel that I was so stupid that I couldn't even accept it myself), but I always like to chat with him. Maybe it was because he was working and I was studying, and I often couldn't find the same topic as us. Slowly, I tried to talk about his previous study experience. After all, he used to be a student at school. He was always proud of his glorious student career, and I was studying at that time. At that time, I began to talk to him about the topic of reading. Slowly, he talked about his student career with great enthusiasm, and he slowly remembered me as a stranger ...

I can't live without him every day. Every time I go online, I will deliberately pay attention to whether he is online or not. Usually, his head will turn black because he is busy with work, and I will inevitably feel a little bit lost in my heart ...

It is precisely because I often chat with him that we have lost our initial strangeness and become netizens who talk about everything ... Gradually, I found that he is not only humorous, but also has a strong curiosity, so I deliberately wrote my phone number on the buckle signature. I know, the only chip I can win is his curiosity, and his curiosity will drive him to react when he sees my number! As I expected, he sent me a message! I got his number! I'm excited ...

He and I have to talk about this dish every day! When he is busy, I will send him a message, and when I am busy, he will send me a message! Because we care about each other, because of that special feeling. It has brought the distance between our hearts closer! When we receive each other's information, we will take time out of our busy schedule and buckle up. We don't want to keep each other waiting for too long, and we don't want to keep each other's hearts worried all the time.

The more we talked, the more understanding we had. He became my confidante, and I became his confidante. It can be said that we are familiar with each other ...

Once, he said to me, will you be my sister?

Sister, this is not what I want!

I don't allow him to be my brother and sister!

From QQ, I depend on him, on him on the Internet, and I like him!

so I said jokingly, you are a man, how can you be my sister? Unless you immediately transsexual!

in this way, I pushed the idea of being a sister. After putting it on hold for several months, he said it again, and I still pushed it with the same statement!

when we met for half a year, I went out to meet this netizen. He looks very ordinary, not tall and dark, but his appearance has not overcome my affection for him, and I still have feelings for him.

Maybe we are familiar with each other, and we are talking more and more directly on the buckle. When I'm in a bad mood, I'll talk to him, and so will he. But I never wanted to get any comfort from him. Because I know, from the moment he said he was a sister, I have understood that he has always regarded me as a brother. Although we often tell each other in a joking tone that I have porridge for you, I also have a bottom in my heart ...

There is also our home cooking, where we will say good night to each other every night after chatting, and add a "kiss" button expression. Are these two necessary? It's indispensable!

However, maybe I have time and am busy with my studies. He is busy with his work, and the feeling of caring at the beginning has gradually faded … I don't chat occasionally, so I get used to it! I'm not online, and he doesn't ask me what I'm doing. I don't say good night to him, and he is used to it. I sent a "kiss" expression to other boys instead of him, and he got used to it. I'm going to fall in love with a boy who likes me but I don't like him, and he doesn't mind ... < P > Maybe it's because I'm going to fall in love, and my affection for him is decreasing, and I don't like chatting with him very much. He's online, and he won't habitually click on my avatar to chat with me ...

Hehe, slowly, slowly, we are all strangers, and there is no topic to talk about. This strange door ...

As for my chat record with him, I didn't keep it from beginning to end, and I dare not start reading it from far away. I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm really scared!

have you ever tried to go back and look at your chat with someone, from the beginning to the present? I smiled when I looked at it, and I cried when I smiled. . . A person approaches you from a strange place, and then comes to a strange place.

The stranger I met only once …