Recently, my sister returned me with change after buying a lollipop. Suddenly, I noticed that the copper-colored five-cent had somehow turned into silver, and a lot of things had changed inadvertently, just like I didn't know when Amu started to like to throw people away.
Through a classmate's introduction, I met Amu, who was two years older than me. Even though we are not at the same university, we chat frequently and always don't feel intrusive. Our conversation touched on a variety of topics, from the beauty of dogs to **, to future life plans, which made us very familiar.
I can always see the ** he posted in the circle of friends in advance, and I even met him once. We agreed to meet at a certain exhibition, but we didn't have the awkwardness of meeting for the first time. Dongxue jokingly asked me when I was with the ** brother, and I was also a little tempted in my heart. However, he did not confess, we were just pure friends. Later, he was going to start an internship, and I was also busy with school work, so our communication became less frequent.
When I saw his circle of friends, I calmly liked his official announcement and liked his reminder interface among public friends. A few days later, I entered his circle of friends from his homepage and watched it for a long time. That subtle feeling, like a lollipop that I didn't want so much before, was snatched away, and I couldn't tell if I really wanted it now, or if it was just because that circle of friends recorded the process of his love with the girl.
That girl is Amu's sister in the same school and major, Amu is still teaching her to write ** at one o'clock in the morning, and takes the initiative to help her take pictures, and uses ** as their chat background. However, these things have happened to me before, and Amu has also helped me find bugs in the early hours of the morning.
He asked me how to change it during the voice call, and he watched me solve the problem step by step before hanging up**. At the exhibition, Amu also helped me shoot **. We had a photo with a red background smiling happily, and I said it was the ** on a certain ID photo. My classmates asked me how I felt after seeing Amu's official announcement, and I said a little awkwardly that I was feeling, just wishing my friends. The classmate said that he didn't feel it, he liked you.
We could have been together. I asked my classmates how they knew that Amu liked me, and my classmates asked me if I remembered receiving takeaway once, and that day, Amu suddenly told me that I found a dessert shop that was very delicious, and you will know it after eating, I agreed, don't send it to the door of the dormitory, and he flipped through the location. It didn't take long for me to actually receive a Ovaltine cake and a glass of punching lemon field.
My classmates asked me what I did with Amu later, and I quickly replied that I couldn't ask for other people's things for nothing. A classmate told me that when Amu was about to confess, the tissue in the store was printed on it: "I want to be slightly drunk with you." Before sunset and dawn, the shop only sells vegetable butter, but Amu specifically instructed the shop to use animal butter. Ovaltine is the flavor I once mentioned, and he knew that milk tea cupcakes were easy to get tired, so he chose lemon tea. He had already obtained my address from his classmates, and a confession with early signs was politely and politely rejected by me.
As for what happened between us, it turned out to me that it was because both of us were busy, so naturally there was no in-depth communication. In Amu's opinion, he began to give up, because when he didn't get a response, his liking would expire.
My classmates asked me if the lollipops would melt after a long time, and then asked me how I felt now. I said I was sorry I couldn't be with Amu. Classmates say don't talk nonsense, do you really like him?
I asked my classmate how to distinguish between a favorite and a liking, and he didn't know. He asked me, since I like it, why don't I confess it?Amu has not made a clear confession.
Amu didn't explicitly say that he liked me, so I always considered him a friend. He was very good to me, so he has always been a good friend of mine. When my classmate asked me why I didn't confess, I felt that he just wanted to blame me. But it also made me have to face the relationship between me and Amu. I remembered that Amu had sent me snacks and I had sent him a comic book. Snacks are my favorite, and comic books are my favorite. I really don't know what books Amu likes, and I don't mean to be nice to him, I can't ask for other people's things for nothing. I just don't want to owe him, at least it's not heartbeat, and it's not like. I just regret losing someone who used to be so nice to me, but I really never really wanted that lollipop. Of course, he doesn't really belong to me.
Thankfully, we didn't end up together. In my eyes, I lost a friend who used to be so good to me, but I didn't really crave that affection. Perhaps, our regret is not because we may like each other, but because we didn't really come together. I just regret the most that we didn't get to know each other more deeply, and that the tacit understanding and possible liking between each other was just buried in the corners of the memories.
Perhaps, the lollipop will melt after a long time, but now, I just want to say goodbye to that past and release my regrets for Amu. My feelings for him may have remained vague, but at least I learned to cherish every important person and moment. Perhaps, the future will bring us more opportunities, but for now, I choose to let go and let the regrets pass away with the wind.