Is there a story with a surprising ending (no ghost story)

It was one day in June last year, and I was in a daze in the car. This damn weather is really hot. I've been thinking about it on the bus. At this moment, a girl pushed over and I turned to look at her. She looks pathetic, and I'm a little confused. She told me that I got off at the last stop and I wanted to go to the back. So I leaned over and made way for her, and she pushed past me. Before long, I subconsciously looked back at her, huh? How lucky she is to have a seat! Just then, she found me looking at her. Seeing her eyes, I was a little evil and curious, so I smiled at her. When she saw my smile, her facial expression froze and she quickly looked away. It is estimated that she is very nervous. After a few stops, there were fewer people, so I gathered around her and talked to her. I found that she had a bunch of roses in her hand, but the roses were wrapped outside, so I asked her: Is your rose a red rose? She said no, it was a yellow rose. I asked if it was from a friend. She said she bought it herself. Then we started chatting. I understand that she is from Beijing, studied in Qingdao, and now works in a real estate agency. I left her email address and asked for her contact information. She said that she didn't use her email frequently and didn't have a mobile phone, but she said she could leave her best friend's mobile phone with me. Just as she was about to write, I arrived at the station, asked for a pen, said I was sorry, and got off the bus.

About half a month ago, one day I went to work and took a bus. As soon as I got on the bus, I saw her sitting beside it. I went over and exchanged a few pleasantries with her, and the two started talking again. I don't know why, but I always feel that when I am with her, I drive very fast and get to the station soon.

The next day, as soon as I boarded 73 1, I asked the students, because the students got off first, so I had a seat. It is difficult and necessary to find a seat because of the distance. You can only get on the bus after the person who got off halfway. Suddenly I heard someone shout, "Little bandit, little bandit?" I didn't reflect, but I saw that everyone in the car was looking at me, so I also looked back at the man named Little Bandit. Ah ... it's her. She's calling me. It's not that I don't like the name little bandit, but I think it's a bit ambiguous. Hehe, is that you? So I went to chat with her. I told her that she was a special Beijing girl I had ever seen, and she also said that I was different. So I thought, I'll go to see her after work at night,

Although I don't know which building her company is in, I know that she got on the bus at that station. So I deliberately left a little late after work. I am calculating when she will get off work, when she will come out, and then when she will walk to the station. Then I estimated that she should have arrived at that time, and could catch the 73 1 bus. But the hardest thing here is that I never take an air-conditioned car because it is more expensive, but she will probably take it. At my expected time, I got on the bus. When I arrived at the station, sure enough, she really got on the bus at that time, so I called her, and she held out her slender hand to signal me to pull her over. Actually, I did the same thing, and then we stood together. She told me that their department manager was after her, but she refused. I asked her why. I don't understand what she said. But he described the scene at that time.

The manager said to her, Wang Yu, can't you give it a chance? She firmly said no, but the manager wouldn't give up. "Why? She said that because you are too tall, the manager said, "Is it my fault to be tall? "I asked her how tall she was. 180. I feel dizzy ... the most standard figure of a man. I don't think that's the reason. It is said that once it rained, the manager sent her home. It's past 9 o'clock and she didn't even invite him in. I don't know what to say, but I told her that I like her and she also said that she likes me. Then we all sank, and it was dark. I stared blankly at the window. Later, I saw her peeking at me in the window. I glanced at her secretly at that time, but this glance happened to see each other. I think I really like her. I got off the bus and haven't seen her for a long time. I miss her very much. We haven't seen each other since then. I called their company and the company moved. Only the phone that nobody answered kept ringing in the ear, the mailbox was always empty, and the mobile phone number was no longer needed. Once, I went to the station where she took the bus, hoping to meet her. Although I was soaked in the heavy rain, she never showed up. Perhaps, this is not fate. ...