Yes, I just like love rat.

I admit that love rat has a fatal attraction to me. I discovered this problem a long time ago, and all my friends around me think that I just like love rat. Love rat abused me a thousand times, and I treated love rat like my first love.

Like love rat, this is an evolutionary history.

In high school, a senior liked me. After class, he called my name upstairs, but I looked up and saw the boy standing with him, his eyes full of jokes.

Our two grades are not in the same teaching building, so I bypass two teaching buildings every time just to see him. The seniors invited me to watch them play ball. For this reason, I can go to see him and bring him water. Because of my senior, I got to know him soon, sometimes waiting for him to leave school. I think he knows I like him.

Soon after, my senior gave up chasing me, but I gained a friend from then on. Because of this matter, I explained it to him for a long time. I was afraid that he would misunderstand, but he said that he didn't take it to heart.

He left school after the college entrance examination and soon heard that he was in love. It's probably right that people our age haven't been in love for a long time. I suddenly found that I didn't like him that much, so that's it.

It's been a long time. Then one night, he talked to me, and we talked a lot. He said a lot about high school and college. He said he knew I liked him in high school and talked until three or four in the morning. Now that I know I like you, why don't you answer me, but you are so kind to me, which makes me misunderstand that you like me, too. I finally asked this question I've always wanted to ask, but I didn't reply. The next day, his girlfriend came to chat with me on his QQ, and she asked me to stop harassing his boyfriend.

Am I harassing him? We haven't been in touch from now on.

I still like love rat.

Freshman, a handsome guy in my class, learned that he was my roommate's hometown, so I started playing with him through this relationship. Every time I go out to play, whether I drink or not, whether I am drunk or not, he always waits until the last one to send me back to the dormitory. When I was drunk in winter, he undressed me and I put my hand into my clothes to keep warm. Everyone thinks we are lovers, but we are not. Usually, he is very serious and seldom talks. When I go out to play, he will hug me and I will sleep in his arms.

I heard that some girls in our class also like him. I took a look at his mobile phone and didn't find who it was. Once we quarreled, I thought it was over, but the next day he immediately apologized to me and made me happy. Pretending to be drunk, I called him and told him I was drunk. The school was closed at that time. He sneaked out and took a taxi to pick me up. I was very angry when I learned that I had lied to him. I coaxed him all night.

I really like him. I called him at the moment when the New Year bell rang, just to be the first person to say Happy New Year to him, but he didn't get it. I was a little disappointed because I went out for dinner with my friends that day. I didn't celebrate with my friends, so I ran downstairs just to give him a call.

The day before I came home from my freshman holiday, I went out to play and got drunk He sent me back to the dormitory. I can't help hugging him, kissing him and telling him that I will miss him very much. Back in the dormitory, I happily hugged my roommate and kissed her crazily. He said he didn't want to fall in love now. I said it doesn't matter. We are together when he wants to talk. Like a promise to me, he sent a dynamic message: I won't fall in love for a year.

At the beginning of his sophomore year, he was beaten in the face with another girl in our class who also liked him.

I was poisoned by love rat, and there is no cure.

Later, I played games and met a boy in the game. He is at the same level as me and goes to college in Henan. We get along well, and he always makes me feel comfortable. In fact, we are very similar, and the things we like and hate are similar. What attracts me is that his way of thinking and values are very similar to mine. Talking to him is like talking to another self, and I like this feeling very much.

But he said, I am an illusory and real existence to him. Illusion only exists in the network, which really fascinates him. He loves me but hates me, loves me as a person like him, and hates that he can't hold me right away.

But I can't help talking to him. Yes, even if he teases me, I can't get rid of it. I know we won't last long. He met me just at this time, and I was deeply attracted by him. There are many girls around him, but he said that if it weren't for me, he would rather not.

I made a decision, sent him a long message, and then deleted him. I think if he adds me back, I'll be with him.

But there is no if.

One day, I got drunk and found his contact information again. I wanted to chat with him, but he didn't agree to my friend's application, so I had to chat temporarily. He said that he had found someone to replace me and didn't need me anymore.

Think of it as brain tonic, just kidding.

Yes, I like love rat. Maybe he's not love rat, but he just doesn't want me to warm up. My friends say I am emotional, but I am also affectionate. If you can, please give me a bunch of love rat, which will make me lose ten pounds. I thank you.