Tell me a little story about you and your best friend or buddy?

In this life, he is the only boy who can understand me to this extent.

I look for friends based on their looks. I don't approve of those who look better than me. He's just like that. He doesn't bother at ordinary times, and he's fine, but he's still with me at the critical moment. I don't need to use flowery words to express him. I can only say that I like him very much. I am practical and comfortable. This is my best friend and buddy.

He spent three years with me in high school. The most important time

At that time, our home was not very far away. Every time we met him occasionally, he got on the bus before me. Every time I got on the bus, it was full. Whenever I get on the bus, he will give me his seat. I can't refuse him every time. He is such a person that you can't refuse his kindness. In this way, it seems that it is agreed that every time I get on the bus, I will walk to him, and he will give me his seat. He will find a window seat when he knows that I am carsick, so he will stand next to me and know that I am sleepy. Let me sleep and call me when I get to the station. I slept with him for three years.

His first love was my best friend

When I learned that this taciturn guy liked my best friend, I decided to help him chase her at the first time, and I could finally do something for him, even a little. So, I mentioned him intentionally or unintentionally in front of my best friend, and my best friend even thought I liked him. Of course, he just bought some snacks and plush toys that girls like and did something that looked romantic at that stage. Somehow, my best friend agreed. Slowly, I realized that he was depressed. I just realized that my best friend is not with him because she likes him.

this first love is so casual in her eyes.

So I kept out of touch with my best friend. She hurt a good brother who missed my sister. She is still so selfish, like the feeling of being liked, like the feeling of being spoiled, and use my buddy to be angry with the boy she likes. Don't you think that's too much? Affectionate, he only recovered in a year, and he never blamed me. That's how we didn't say much, but our hearts were as clear as a mirror.

After graduating from college, I was given a pair of high heels at my bar mitzvah. Coax me patiently when I am at a loss; Listen quietly when I lose my temper. I can't wait to make a hundred phone calls when I embark on a journey alone. Sometimes I feel that I have found a stepmother for myself.

I want to find a good boy after he has a good girl. If he doesn't marry, I won't marry. After all, I have to pay what I owe others.