"You ask me
How do you feel after wearing this dress?
To be honest, I can't even look at it
You My answer is so unpleasant
But I still insist
I really mean it
You made a dish
Ask how it tastes
I said it tastes really bad
You complained
It’s okay not to say this answer
Yes
But that’s what I really meant
You drew a picture and asked me if it was beautiful
I replied, I can’t understand it
>You said, don’t you know how to find a better answer?
I can understand it too
But that’s what I really meant
Actually, I The answer is not so nice
But do you know
Whenever you ask, how much do I love you
I answer
Wholeheartedly
That’s what I really mean”
I accidentally opened a notebook with such a poem written on the cover, and I burst into tears.
?I know this is written by you, because the handwriting is familiar, because you are familiar in my mind, because you are the only one who knows that I like this poem, I don’t know why, just Especially like it.
?This is a Thai poem. I remember that we were sitting in the corner of the library and I was studying with you. You have a habit of bringing a laptop. I was looking through the information on your computer out of boredom, and my head hurt. To be honest, I couldn’t understand the pieces of Thai.
?I looked at you who was frowning and concentrating on writing a paper, and the idea of ????wanting you to translate for me was instantly extinguished. I had no choice but to pick up the heavy translation dictionary on your left and look it up word by word.
The process is difficult, but the result is very gratifying.
?I don’t care whether you have written the paper or not, I excitedly put a translated poem in front of you and shouted for you to help me read it.
?You couldn’t defeat me, so you had no choice but to help me read the translation. You were really handsome when you looked serious, so I kept staring at your side face in a daze. After I realized what I was doing, I met your playful eyes. I blushed and looked away.
?I vaguely heard your low laughter, which made me even more embarrassed.
? "Okay, here you go. The translation is good." You handed the paper to me. I took it angrily, not daring to look at you. I hid aside and pretended to read it seriously. I edited it with red pen in several places, and next to it was your handsome handwriting. After looking at it like this, I fell deeply in love with this poem. How in line with us.
?I turned my head to talk to you and found you looking at me tenderly. I was no longer shy and seemed to become natural. I met your eyes and asked coquettishly: "Do you love me?" "How much?"
? "With all my heart." I'm afraid I will never forget your expression. Your face is serious and your eyes are full of love, which goes straight to the bottom of my heart and makes a circle in my heart. Circle ripples.
? That day, the sky became extraordinarily blue, the cicadas outside the window were also jumping for joy for me, and my world was filled with pink bubbles.
?Your love lasted not long. I always thought that your wholehearted love for me could last forever, but we still broke up.
?On the day we broke up, you gave me a notebook. It was in the retro style that I like. I put it in my schoolbag with a somewhat indifferent expression, turned around and left without looking back. I always thought you would come running after me, I always thought you were just joking about breaking up with me, I always thought you knew I was just out of anger and didn’t really agree with what you said, but in the end you didn’t come running after me. The breakup you mentioned was not a joke. You knew I was angry but you took it as my default attitude to break up. It turns out that there is a kind of joke in this world that I have always thought.
?Sitting on the floor, leaning my weak head against the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the cars passing by outside the window, the night view of Shenzhen is really beautiful, but I have no intention of enjoying it, my mind is filled with images of you and me falling in love.
That poem is engraved with the imprint of our love.
?The indoor air conditioning temperature is adjusted just right, neither too cold nor too hot. Today has been four years since we broke up. In these four years, there has never been a day when I didn’t think about you. Now I can understand all Thai poems and translate them quickly. I no longer have to look through the dictionary so hard. How much I want to show off to you, but you are not by my side.
?For four years, I dare not hear any news about you from my friends.
?I happened to check Moments and saw a message about your marriage sent by your brother. I don’t know whether he did it intentionally or not, because in my impression he posted it after we broke up. The dynamics are invisible to me.
?I saw your bright and happy smile in the photo, carefully wrapping around the waist of the woman in your arms. If you look closely, you can also see the woman's slightly bulging belly. very nice.
In four years, you are getting married and becoming a father. It's time for me to let go of this relationship and live a life without your shadow.
?On your wedding day, the air in the city became very sweet.
?It’s over, everything is already over. It seems that I have always been the one who is sentimental. You have let it go, but I am still sad and depressed.
?Four years have not made me better, but they have made me more hypocritical.
?At this moment, I want to give myself an answer. In the days to come, I don’t want to feel sad for you. Four years has been enough.
Forgive me for not being able to sincerely bless you. I can only say to you from a distance that you must live a good life to be worthy of my not disturbing you.