Does anyone appreciate me?

The time of youth vividly interprets simplicity. Everyone who has had a secret crush or a crush has become a memory that will never be forgotten in this life. I fell in love with a boy at the beginning of that year, and every little thing I did at the same time was full of ignorance, which is still vivid after many years. I remember when I dozed off in class, I suddenly woke up when I found him looking at me. I don't know if the dozing posture was too ugly. When I came home from school, we were in the same direction. He always goes home with many buddies, and I go home by bike. Before passing by him, I always packed my clothes, pulled up my schoolbag, passed by him carefully, and rolled the note we passed in class into a packaging container full of refills and kept it well. After class, I stood chatting with my best friend, who walked by me.

I still remember fighting in front of his dormitory at noon that day, and his mother suddenly came. As soon as she saw me, she said angrily, why didn't you learn to fall in love at an early age? I turned and left. To my surprise, as soon as I got downstairs, he followed me and held my hand in the street, so that his mother could see this scene blatantly. At that moment, his love was really firm. I once had a dream that when I was rich, the first thing I would do was to buy an astronomical telescope and stand on the balcony and watch the stars every night. He said that his dream was to buy me a big house with a big balcony. In summer, he really accompanied me to watch the stars and chat all night. I like neon lights on summer nights. He took me for a motorcycle ride countless times. Other boys stopped me and said that if you scold her again, it would really be because I had a fight with someone else. Nevertheless, the person who accompanied you to get drunk really couldn't send you home. Only later did I really understand that love would never exist again. Later, when I grew up, I entered social work and settled down. I have everything except the beginning. Innocent? I like it, dead or alive, and I want nothing. I don't like it anymore.