Tell me about the person you want to protect most.

In Stephen Chow's movie "king of comedy", there is such a clip that the down-and-out walk-on actor Yin Tianchou falls in love with the dancer Liu Piaopiao. After a happy night, the dialogue between Yin Tian and Chou He Liu Pu is quite classic. Later, the audience attached an excellent footnote to the short film: "The most helpless thing for a man is to meet a girl who wants to take care of her life at the most helpless age."

The reason why that clip is classic has aroused the scolding of many young people is naturally because there are too many similar opportunities in reality.

For boys born in ordinary families, it is difficult to make dazzling achievements even if they are gifted at a young age. Except for a few geniuses or lucky ones, they all need to go through years of polishing and life tempering to grow up slowly.

That day, a friend suddenly sent me a clip of king of comedy with a footnote. Ask me if I feel the same way.

I replied that there would be, because many men should have that kind of regret.

He said, have you always wanted to collect stories? I'll contribute my story and give you a material.

After I promised, he began to speak.

My friend said not only the scene of king of comedy, but also the sentence that Ge You said in Let the Bullets Fly: "I was seventeen years old that year, and she was seventeen." .

Because when he met the girl he liked, he was seventeen and she was seventeen.

My friend wanted to be a painter when he was a child. At the age of seventeen, he dragged his luggage and went to sichuan fine arts institute. He dropped out of middle school and never had a chance to study in sichuan fine arts institute. However, he was attracted by the charm of Sichuan Academy of Fine Arts, and felt that he could meet many young people with the same hobbies there. The artistic atmosphere there was very strong, which was more conducive to his study and progress in painting.

He rented a single room near the old street in sichuan fine arts institute, and then got a job in a coffee shop in the old street. Many difficult students in the Academy of Fine Arts work and study part-time, and he works and paints part-time.

Not long after he went to work, a girl came to the coffee shop and worked as a cashier at the front desk.

They first met one night in early autumn. At the end of work, he hurried by the front desk and saw a thin girl with long hair, black long-sleeved coat and jeans sitting near the front desk.

He hurried by with only two eyes, and he felt a special feeling in his heart. That's what he meant when he said the deer hit the heart.

The girl didn't show up the next day until a few days later, when he was at work, he suddenly saw the girl appear at the front desk. He saw her clearly for the first time, a rather delicate duck egg face. At that moment, he felt he had fallen in love at first sight.

In the long run, the two gradually became familiar with each other. My friend's affection for that girl is growing day by day. The girl is more cheerful and enthusiastic about him. But my friend has been afraid to explain his mind to her. Friends say he is introverted. At that time, he was too young to be sensible and didn't know how to chase girls. To put it bluntly, he is afraid of being rejected. After all, working together, afraid of embarrassment in the future. Giving gifts to please gradually showed his heart that he was short of money.

Just as he was hiding something, another boy who worked together became warm with this girl. Two people fight from time to time. Friends are even more uncertain. Because he thinks that boy is more handsome and his family is better than him. After that, his competitive capital was much less. Even more afraid to confess to girls.

One day when the coffee shop was empty, the girl went out to get something and let him sit in the bar and watch it for a while. She wrote a sentence in her diary: "The Cowherd doesn't know what the Weaver Girl is thinking ..."

Even after many years, what the girl wrote in her notebook still made her friends feel confused and unforgettable. He has been wondering whether the girl wrote that passage for him.

About half a year later, the coffee shop owner had to turn the coffee shop into a profit because of the deficit in stock trading and hand it over to others to do other industries. They lost their jobs at the same time.

For half a year, my friend felt that he didn't get much he wanted in the Academy of Fine Arts, so he chose to go home. The girl still stays and works in that city.

Their intersection should have ended here. Friends also feel that they have put that secret love aside. But after an online chat, his thoughts about the girl came up again, just like a flood.

My friend said that she might have coveted her at that time, so she went to that city again. It's just that two people never have a chance to work together again, and they can meet every day.

At the invitation of the girl, my friend went to the girl's rental house to play. The girl lived with her sister when they moved to their new home. Although the house is rented, the rent of the house and the furnishings at home make friends feel inferior. Moreover, the girl changed her job and her income was much higher than before. After more than a year's absence, he felt that the gap between himself and that girl was getting bigger and bigger.

The girl who met that time said that we had known each other for three years.

Such an extremely common sentence has made friends calculate it every year since then. They have known each other for several years.

After every contact with a girl, the inappropriate thoughts of two people will deepen in the hearts of friends. But friends are unwilling after all. On his birthday, he made an appointment with the girl to go to her house. Two days before he went, he had been planning to confess to the girl and secretly told himself that he must tell his feelings this time. Even if there is no chance, it is better than leaving regrets.

But that day, he said nothing and walked away in frustration. Just like a depressed hedgehog can't open its spikes.

My friend said that he met the girl seven times that year, and each meeting lasted for a century. Seven days is the seventh century.

Later, my friend decided to go to another city full of artistic sense and decided to look for opportunities to realize his ideals there. Before he left, he decided to meet the girl again and forget everything.

Initially, all the appointments were arranged. When the girl called him over, he suddenly felt extremely bored and meaningless, so he said no, and the girl replied: mental derangement.

When he left the city, he sent a message to the girl: Maybe I will never see you again. Bless you, dear.

He said it was the boldest sentence he had ever said to a girl and borrowed a lyric.

As the years passed, they kept in touch. Every call takes a long time. But both of them are introverted and don't talk much. Most of the time they don't say a word. When they think about the topic, they will say a few words. Once a friend told her that we often talked for so long as soon as we called, but there was nothing to say.

The girl said; But I'm not embarrassed.

A friend thinks deeply, just like two people have some kind of tacit understanding.

About a few years later, the girl went to the nearest city to her friend's house. Friends called her with joy and said they wanted to meet her. The girl agreed, and when she wanted to leave, the girl refused again. Later, he learned from the girl that the girl was traveling with her boyfriend.

The friend said that in fact, he had no other thoughts, just wanted to see her again, even at the railway station where she got off, and he was satisfied at a glance. But when he leaves the city where they used to work together, the words he said may never be seen again. Bless you, dear. As predicted, he will never see her again. Even when my friend approached the girl again, I couldn't see her because of unexpected things.

Later, both of them fell in love, got married and had children. My friends have made some small achievements in painting, but they are far from being famous. He said that he could spend his whole life trying to be a painter, but his feelings were not. In fact, nothing happened between them, but they couldn't forget the girl, who carried most of his thoughts when he was young.

He said that he had all illusions about girls, that they would be together one day, that he would marry a girl, that he would have their two children, and that he would grow old together. But I have no illusions about her body.

In fact, in reality, he was sober and knew that he and that girl would not have fate, so he made a complete miss for that girl in a way he was good at. Every time I meet a girl, even the details are spread out on my own painting, which together becomes a picture book. Whenever a girl comes to mind, he will take out those paintings and flip through them. Cry while watching.

I laughed at my friend, who performed the secret love to the extreme. In the end, the girl may not know anything, but he moved himself in a mess.

A friend excused himself by saying that what he really forgot might be his first meeting with a young man and the person he liked for the first time, and he lost to the complex of youth.

I said, if one day, you have a chance to be together?

The friend was speechless and finally answered: impossible. If there is, I will definitely tell her that this life is only for this day.

My friend's story didn't make me feel more chic. But this is so deja vu. There are too many such stories. Many men have nothing when they are young, but the girl they like is like a flower on a cliff, like a lofty cloud, which can only be seen from a distance but not touched. In other words, even if you have a successful career in the future, you are likely to have a husband and wife. So for unrequited love, what you can finally do is eight words-worrying about your life and meditation.

After all, unrequited love is just a virtual injury you create for yourself. Whether it's the highlight in king of comedy or the seventeen-year-old in Let the Bullets Fly. Even the faint feelings written in Izu's Dancer. It's just a shallow trace of tree rings in the age of ignorance. There is no right or wrong. It's just the age at which we met. We are all too young.