Reborn back to college to have a love affair

After a day of work, workers gather at the school snack street and roadside stalls. Two girls sit on small stools, drinking cold drinks while waiting for their meals.

"I'm so tired today. It's hard to make money. I will definitely reward myself when I get my salary. I have my eyes on a pair of shoes but have never bought them. When the time comes, I will grit my teeth and buy them. I will feel sorry for my legs that have been standing all day today if I don't wear a pair of comfortable shoes," Linlin said angrily.

"What are your plans?"

Xia Qing actually wanted to save money to buy a computer and set up an online store, but it was still a bit far away, so she just said, "I haven't thought about it yet."

"But Linlin, I have something to tell you."

"Hmm~ What's up?"

"That's right~ um~ I've fallen in love with someone recently" I finally said it.

"..." Linlin was stunned at the time and almost choked on the cold drink. It took her a long time to react. "Sister, when did this happen? What's the situation now? You are with me most of the time, how come I didn't notice?"

"It was the college basketball game before..." Xia Qing explained the situation slowly, "but the senior didn't know I liked him. I had a secret crush on him."

"Sister, why do you have a secret crush? It's not easy to have a secret crush. Find a chance to confess your feelings."

"I don't dare, I'm afraid he will look down on me"

"Then you really like him. Love makes people feel inferior," Linlin said with the melancholy of someone who has experienced it. "You said you want good looks, a good figure, good character, a good heart, and sincerity. I like all of that. Only a stupid man would dislike that."

"The love between people also depends on fate. If there is no attraction, it's all in vain." In fact, people are still afraid of being rejected.

"Just give it a try, give yourself a chance. If you get rejected, let it go quickly. Don't torture yourself. You only have a few years left in college, don't waste it on a secret crush."

In fact, in my previous life, I was afraid of rejection because of my low self-esteem and cowardice. I didn’t fall in love for many years and I don’t know why. I didn’t understand or dare to be emotionally competent. I retreated into myself and was still single in middle age.

"Well, I thought I'd find a good time. I always tried to find opportunities to run into him, and I sent him blessing text messages from time to time, and he also responded."

"Qingqing, I support you," Linlin said with an eager look, "You have good news and I'm going to treat you."

"must".

I waited until Singles' Day was approaching. This small northern city went from the scorching summer heat to the chill of late autumn. With the weather turning colder, my roommates started knitting scarves again. I don't know how this became so popular, but this year I planned to knit one for my senior to show him my feelings. I didn't want to continue like this anymore. During this period, I created every opportunity for chance encounters, awkwardly approaching each other, seemingly accidental but actually carefully planned.

On the evening of November 11, I sent a message to my senior.

"Senior, are you still going to Building 8 for self-study today?"

"Are you in the Eighth Religion?" He replied after a long time.

"Well, are you coming? Can I save you a seat?"

“Okay, I’ll be there a little later.”

"Okay, no rush, I'll save a seat for you first." He was excited but a little nervous. He was already in his thirties, but he was still nervous about this kind of thing.

I couldn't read books, and my phone couldn't watch videos. At that time, mobile phones could only make calls and send text messages. The Nokia phone I used couldn't even take a photo, and the network was still 2G. I really missed the smartphones of a few years later.

After a long time, the senior came.

He was carrying a schoolbag and wearing a light gray sports suit. He looked cold as he sat quietly next to me.

I whispered to him, "Senior, the seat I reserved for you is in that column, the second to last row." Basically, I always reserved this seat for him. We never sat together. I only reserved a seat so that I could see him out of the corner of my eye.

"Yeah." He took out an apple from his schoolbag and gave it to me, then stood up and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute," I called out to him hurriedly.

"Senior, I have something to tell you, can we go out for a while?"

"it is good"

We came out and walked silently along Building 8, passed the Foreign Language Corner, and slowly walked to the small park behind the library door. Seeing that there was no one around, I stood still and mustered up the courage to say, "Senior, I have something for you."

As he said that, he took out a wrapped scarf from his schoolbag and said, "Senior, some time ago, everyone in our dormitory was knitting scarves to give to friends. I knitted one too. This year, I don’t want to celebrate Singles’ Day.

She was so nervous that she finished speaking in one breath. Xia Qing was so nervous that she didn't realize until then that she had chosen a bad place. He was facing the light of the street lamp, and I couldn't see his expression clearly, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't say anything and didn't take the scarf.

My heart sank slowly as time went by. It didn't seem like it had been very long, but it felt like I had been suffering for a long time.

He said obscurely: "Qingqing, I actually know how you feel. I was happy when I realized that you liked me. You are a good girl, but I am despicable and I can't respond to you."

"I'm a senior now, and I have more than a month left before the postgraduate entrance exam. I plan to apply to a university in Beijing. If I don't pass, I'll look for a job. But my family is not from this city, so I can either go back to my hometown or go to Beijing for work."

"I'm not sure my love for you can overcome the distance and time. You're a sophomore now. Mainly because I think there are too many variables. I didn't have a girlfriend for four years in college because I was focused on my studies."

"I don't want to hurt you..."

I can’t remember what was said afterwards. My head was buzzing and my heart was heavy.

I wanted to say, "No matter where you go, I'll follow you. I can handle the distance and the time. I can spare no effort in not disrupting your studies." But in the end, I said nothing.

I slowly found my voice and said, "Okay, I get it. It's okay. It's better if the relationship is consensual. Haha," and controlled myself not to lose my composure.

"It's okay, it's normal. Confessions always fail. Thank you for saying so much. I understand. I may be a little frustrated, but I won't be sad forever."

"Since I'm so sad right now, can I give you a hug, a purely friendly hug?"

The next moment, a big hand gently patted my head. There was no hug, just a silent and complete rejection.

The sadness that I wanted to swallow was about to collapse, and I could no longer face the current situation. "Senior, I won't go to study with you, you go by yourself."

"Can you do it alone?"

"Sure, that's fine. My sister works part-time at the library. I'll find her later and we can just go out for a nice meal."

"Go to the study room now."

"So I'm really leaving?

"Um"

Watching my senior turn and leave, I finally let the sadness creep in. I didn't look for Linlin, I just wanted to be alone and quiet.

The girl pursued the boy, but failed. Her eyes could no longer bear the accumulation of tears. No matter how much she raised her head or how wide she opened her eyes, tears kept pouring out.

"There are so many men, what's so special about him? Why are you crying? Just find another one!" A sudden voice scared me.

Only then did I notice a person in the shadows of the woods. He slowly walked over and looked at me. His tall figure blocked out the weak light. Who was this person?

"That man is not a good match for you. He only thinks about himself. It's good for you to reject you now. If he coaxes you into agreeing, you may be more sad than this." There was no time to think. I just heard the voice sounded a little familiar, but not that familiar.

"Would you like to borrow my shoulder? Hmm?"

"you are?"

"I am here to take responsibility for you..."

"I...you...?"

"Shit!" He pursed his lips and cursed softly. Then he made a call, and a magical scene appeared: my phone rang.

I was so shocked that I forgot to feel sad. "How did you get my phone number?" Is this guy secretly in love with me? Or is he a pervert? He's so handsome and cool, he doesn't look like a pervert.

He must have seen my shock and confusion, and he burst out laughing.

"Your legs don't hurt anymore, do they? You bumped into my arms twice and took advantage of me, yet you still don't remember me? You must have chased that stupid guy until you were stupid."

Who are you taking advantage of? I was about to retort when it suddenly occurred to me that this person was the handsome boy I bumped into on the stairs during class. It turned out that he was the cyclist who hit me during the basketball game.

"Did you remember?" he asked with helplessness and amusement.

Looking at the girl crying in front of him, he felt uncomfortable for a moment, and unconsciously softened his voice to coax her, "Okay, stop crying, it's not a big deal. Do you want a shoulder to lean on?"

Xia Qing was so shocked that she forgot to cry. Was this a kind person comforting a passerby? She remembered that such performance art was rare in this city at that time. For a moment, she was at a loss.

Coming back to her senses, she calmed herself down and said, "Thank you, but it's not necessary," and then wanted to leave.

"Hey," a man with strong male hormones suddenly stood in front of her, "Why don't you follow me? I've been following you for a long time, and I think we're a good match."

"Not suitable! Thank you, I don't want to be in a relationship for the time being." Xia Qing was a little confused, but she still subconsciously refused. Now she just wanted to leave. After saying that, she ran away without waiting for him to say anything.

"Fuck!" Xia Qing didn't hear the man's helpless whisper that sounded like a joke after he left.