In fact, many people may have the opposite sex classmates knot, regret that I was timid and didn't dare to confess, if I was bold enough to confess to ta, maybe he is my person, even if it's not mine, at least I confessed, and I have no regrets in this life.
I used to have it, and there was more than one knot, and then things taught me to completely break this so-called classmate knot.
When I was about to marry until I was twenty-eight years old, my mother asked people to be a matchmaker for me everywhere in those years, I refused one by one, I wanted to find an old classmate I recognized at that time, but I was a bad looking student, most of the classmates who were admitted were unwilling to return to the water to marry a person with a rural hukou, but I still tried again and again. It wasn't until I was repeatedly frustrated that I finally gave up on my classmates.
I had a two-year campus relationship, and the relationship between the two of us at that time was real, so when I was no longer desperately squeezing the single-plank bridge, I deliberately asked for the road and walked more than 20 miles to find my ex-boyfriend's home, and simply asked him if the relationship between the two of us could survive. He insisted on saying only that his father had asked him to repeat it, avoiding the relationship between the two of us. Then I said very happily, you read yours, as long as you still recognize me, I will wait for you forever, even if you don't have anything, even if you have nothing, the two of us are like swallows, make a home out of mud, yard two earthen houses, yard a bed, yard a pot stove ......
He still didn't answer.
I see, he is indirectly refusing with silence.
He sent me far away. I didn't say anything anymore, and walked silently, which can be regarded as the last "love for each other" and killing each other.
Later, when I went home alone, the road was disorderly, but fortunately, I didn't make a mistake on the road for more than 20 miles, and I arrived home.
I've really reached the point where I can't measure words and martial arts, and I can't pick chaff.
After being depressed for a while, I decided to leave home and go to the city to break in, I couldn't squeeze into the streets, so I went down the streets to look for it, and when I had the chance, I put my roots there and let you see, you entered the city through 567, I entered the city through marriage, and I also wanted to be a city person.
At that time, I didn't have any experience, and I didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was thick, and I was strong to the end.
After entering the city, I realized that the superior people in the countryside are an inconspicuous cabbage in the city, not to mention that I am not a superior person, so it is difficult to find a word.
I turned my attention to my classmates again.
When I was in school, a boy in the back row was assigned to the city after graduation, and then I found out his unit and his address, and I began to get nervous, because before I fell in love on campus, he was the person I liked the most.
The two of us sat one after the other for two or three years, and we liked to share with each other, and when we saw a cat whether it was male or female, he would share it with me, and it was from his mouth that I learned that the sex of the cat can be distinguished from that of a human, not just a male and female. We would have a short conversation between classes or after dinner, and I said that thieves have the meaning of thieves, and he said that I was really whimsical, and thieves still have meanings. I said that this is also the meaning of the existence of the police, and he said that I am good at quibbling. We also like to solve a problem, I'm good at English, he's good at math, and he often solves problems with his head on the table.
He would sometimes attack me suddenly, and on hot days, he would take advantage of my inattention, pick up hot water and sprinkle it on my arm, grab a few grains of snow and stuff the back of my neck in winter, and when there was no food to eat, he would reach into the belly of my desk, as if he was holding his own small vegetable jar, and open it to eat. He rarely brings vegetables from home, and if he brings delicious dishes one day, he will share them with me as soon as possible, and I still have the taste of his sister's fried chrysanthemum in my mouth to this day.
His parents have been absent, his father works outside, his mother goes with his father, and his sister accompanies him at home, and his sister is two years older than him. Here I will form a separate paragraph, and lay a foreshadowing, that is, so that everyone can understand it in seconds when they see it.
As soon as the first subject of the college entrance examination was over, he came to me from the crowd and asked me what style I used to write "Habits", and I said that I was writing a narrative, but halfway through the writing I found that the style was wrong, and I didn't have time to change it. He said that he wrote a discussion **, and told me the arguments and arguments of the article, and I said that the discussion ** is very good, and the language score will definitely come up. Sure enough, when the college entrance examination scores came out, he just reached the line, and it was "Habit" that pulled him. And I was kicked by "Habit" and fell.
And so on, and so on.
I think we have so much intersection, does he mean that? I have it anyway.
So I took the initiative and played with him for a few nights, but I didn't say a word about love or love. It's good for adults to know it and leave room for a meeting, because I don't want to lose him forever at this inflection point.
But one night, when I didn't sit down at his quarters, he explained everything to me with a gesture. I was sitting at the table flipping through a book, and he sat on the edge of the bed, and then he got up and walked up to me, and a hand tapped me on the shoulder, and I looked up at him, and he motioned for me to give way, and he was going to open the drawer, so I moved the bench and gave way to the drawer. He slowly opened the drawer, revealing a four-inch young girl's **, I saw that it was her distant cousin, who was also in a liberal arts cram school, and I didn't get it either.
Obviously, this ** is like an access card, and the beautiful girl on it is the only card holder, and she is the heroine who can enter and exit his residence at will. I see, I can't bother with coming in anymore.
I pretended not to be alarmed, didn't care, smiled and congratulated him on finally getting a star-like beauty, and sat back and waited for the wedding wine. In fact, I was frustrated from head to toe. I haven't looked for him since then, and I've been calling him Lan Yan.
Later, I met Sister Gan and his wife, and the marriage line of my life went around and around, and it turned out to be in the hands of Sister Gan. Three months later, I got married to my old Zhang Shan, and I jumped out of the classmate knot.
My home is on the other side of the Chengnan Bridge, and Lan Yan's work unit is on the other side of the bridge, and I pass in front of his unit every day when I commute to work.
He got married a year later than me, and his wife was his distant cousin.
Later, he set up a simple convenience store in front of his unit, next to the street, to do some small business for his wife.
Time back to the first day of the Lunar New Year in the year of '97 (maybe '98).
In the days of the Chinese New Year, the other two people in our cabinet group went back to the countryside for the New Year, and I stayed in the cabinet group alone, two hours in the morning and two hours in the afternoon.
It was 11 a.m. on the morning of my first year of junior high school, and when I went home and walked across from his convenience store, I saw a row of thin wooden boards with plastic stools on top of the convenience store, on which many children's toys were placed, and the couple were standing by the booth.
When they saw me, they beckoned me to cross the street and sit for a while, so I walked over and sat down, and the three of us started chatting.
When his wife talked about her parents-in-law, she casually said that her father-in-law and mother-in-law had never brought her children for a day, and the two old people and children were not serious. (The foreshadowing above is here, so I won't go into details.) ）
As she spoke, she bent down and lowered her head to pick out a toy for a child, and was thrown out by a man with an arm, she was defenseless, and was thrown so that she staggered, and almost fell into the mud.
I didn't expect him to make such a move out of the blue, I was very surprised, confused, and inexplicable. But I was sitting a mile away from her, and it was too late to get up and catch her.
After she stood firm, of course she was very angry, I was angry when I looked at it, not to mention her, a beautiful face turned white with anger, and she asked him what kind of nerves he was doing.
He said, you can say whatever I don't, but you can't say my parents ......
Hehe, it turned out to be a big filial son.
The two of them quarreled one sentence at a time.
I thought that our relationship was very iron, so I bluntly said that he was wrong, and it was not a big deal to use what to do during the New Year, and it was decent and harmonious to use the sentence just now to protect my parents.
He didn't listen to me at all, so I thought about separating the two to end the quarrel, so I pushed him to go home, and at the same time asked his wife to save a word, after all, it was the first day of the Lunar New Year, and harmony is precious.
He slapped me with his backhand, "Go, go, go......."”
I was pushed back again and again by him, and the fire in my heart went up to the top of my head, okay, okay, if you don't go, I'll go, maybe I'm here, and neither of you will accept anyone for the sake of face. So I turned around and left, belittleing him in my heart as I went, it turned out that it wasn't a thing!
At noon the next day, he came to my house, I didn't come to work, I was playing poker with the neighbors, I knew he came for yesterday's events, greeted him and told him to sit, face still has to be given, I let him play cards, he said not to play, look at it and leave, I went back to the cards, he looked at the two cards and left.
After this, I rarely stayed in front of his shop, said hello when we met, and walked away. I don't have a place for him in my heart, and I thank him for not marrying back then.
I don't remember which day, I happened to meet his wife's sister, and with an angry face, saying that he was not human, knocked her sister to the ground, and kicked her in the stomach.
A relative of his wife and I were colleagues, and later my colleague said that the couple had a very quarrel, and this time his wife did not come home for more than a month, setting up a stall on the street during the day, and went to my colleague's dormitory at night.
But I didn't go to be a lobbyist, I know he has changed, and I know how many pounds and taels I have.
One day a few years later, he came to my place of work and said that his wife had run away from home, and I said that you beat me, right? He said he was going to catch her now, and he wanted to stab her. I said you're good at it now, and the devil is possessed, right? You weren't what you used to be. He said I didn't know why. I wanted to say that the incident on the first day of the Lunar New Year scared him, but I held back, and felt that there was no need to get involved in the affairs of the two people, and the affairs of the two people were the most unclear.
I heard that when his son got the second book, his wife came back. I don't know what year he went to another city, we were disconnected, and we didn't know anything about it.
Let's talk about my ex-boyfriend.
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I got married from my brother's factory, and my brother's neighbor was my ex-boyfriend's sister's house, so my ex-boyfriend knew when I got married. One day, a few months later, when I went back to my parents' house in the country, my nephew handed me a letter from my ex-boyfriend, saying that on the day I got married, he was standing in front of the cram school and crying, and I was bored reading it.
Decades later, her ex-boyfriend divorced, both of them were teachers assigned by the state after graduation, and senior intellectuals still had irreconcilable contradictions, which escalated to the use of force, he beat her, and her mother's family also cleaned him up, and finally divorced.
His old mother regretted that her son had married the wrong person. Hehe......
This time I didn't say to myself, thank you for not marrying back then. Because of decades of precipitation, I have long since lost my classmates, we are just better companions in our youth, I have to thank you for leaving the best side to me, and I think you must have saved my best side. Although we have long since been lost, we have never been absent from our memories.
The truth between the sexes is still Zhang Ailing's criticism: marrying Hong Zhizhuo, over time, the red one becomes a smear of mosquito blood on the wall, and the white one is still the bright moonlight in front of the window; When I married a white rose, the white one was a grain of rice stuck to my clothes, but the red one was a cinnabar mole on my heart.
So I think a person must have independence in the relationship, don't expect the relationship to last for a long time, the relationship has a shelf life, can not withstand the test of human nature, too much luxury, destined to be a chicken feather, this world is the only parent to you sincerely!
Brother is no longer the brother of the year, and the sister is no longer the sister of the year, walking the rivers and lakes, not only the years have changed their face, but the years can also take away the original truth, kindness and beauty, making people lose their way, unable to control themselves, hurting others and themselves. But the years can also make people precipitate, make people more mature, and make you more responsible, as long as you are independent enough, strong enough, not to be a vine, to be a tree, you can stand upright in the wind and rain. How you choose and how you do it is entirely up to you.