lily

There was nothing special about the summer vacation of the third year of high school, no doubt it was because of a quarrel with my parents about applying for the major.They asked me to apply for a normal university that was closer to home, but I stubbornly wanted to go to University A far away from home, and I also applied for a major that made them unbelievable--agriculture and forestry.They worked hard all their lives and left the countryside, but I wanted to go back to the countryside with high scores.In the end, I won. Sitting on the train away from home, I saw the tearful parents under the car.All I can say to them is maybe I'm sorry.I have never mentioned the matter of applying for University A, including her.Looking at the scenery flashing by outside the window, I think she should also be working hard for her dream!Yes, I still can't let her go!Maybe it's the debt owed to her in the previous life to pay back in this life!

The life of the university is very wonderful, probably because I left the place that suffocated me.In this strange city, no one knows about my past, there are no familiar people and things that evoke the old days deep in my memory, and there is no figure that makes my heart bleed.I shuttled between classes, clubs, and group activities. In my sophomore year, I became the president of the student council.In the past few years, I still have short hair. Many people have said what she said that year, but I don't hate myself so much for being a woman; many people say that I am easy to get close to, but so what?Isn't distance also a kind of beauty?They asked, there are so many people chasing me, why am I still single now?I said, "I probably lost my mind."In the past few years, I have made many friends, but none of them can take her place.Maybe it's because my heart is too small to hold a few people; maybe it's because I'm afraid, after all, I was so cowardly from the beginning.I like sunflowers, probably because I am so similar to it. The side facing the sun is always bright, but the side facing the sun will always be dark.During the day, I am the teacher's competent person, the head of the student union, the pride of the class, and a typical top student; who would know that I like to curl up in the dark in the middle of the night, thinking about her quietly.Want to know how she is doing recently?Where do you go to school?Are you happy with him?Do you still think of me occasionally... She is so dazzling, I used to always rely on her brilliance, but unfortunately she never belonged to me, she is so far away, a point of light that I can never touch !

I haven't heard from her since I got drunk after graduation. I regret that I deleted everything about her at the beginning. Now the only contact information I have left is the mobile phone number that I can't forget.But I am so cowardly, I can't press the dial button countless times, even though it may be an empty number that no one uses.As long as I think about her and him, I will have a strange pain in my heart.I have never been able to understand this strange feeling, and the feeling for her.It wasn't until one day that I received a love letter, a love letter from a girl, that I realized that girls can also fall in love. It turns out that the pain comes from love, a love for the same sex, a A love that is not accepted by the world.But it has already taken root in high school, and now it is deeply rooted.

One day I mustered up the courage to call, and after two beeps, I was cowardly and decided to hang up, but she received...

"Hello! Who are you?" The familiar voice came from the phone. Her voice was very sweet, just like her, so beautiful.

"It's me" I replied taking a deep breath.

"Stupid? So you still remember me! You didn't even tell me when you changed your phone number, and you thought you were going to ignore me for the rest of your life..." She said a lot, even though it took so long There was no connection, but her tone didn't feel inconsistent at all. It was still the same as before, and it seemed that the bridges in the middle had never appeared.Well, I admit it, I like it when she calls me a fool, because I just want to be her fool!But she doesn't know...

"How are you?" I asked, ignoring all her nagging.

"Well, there is no oil bottle, it's great! What about you?" she said black-bellied

"How can I have a good life without a certain adult covering me?" I joked with a smile.We all have a tacit understanding not to improve the days when there were cracks in the middle.

"What, miss me?" She said playfully

"Yeah! Don't think about it, what should I do?" I pretended to be serious and said

"Come and see me if you want me." She paused, then whispered...