that boy said he loves me

My name is Tong Xianbu, and everyone likes to call me Xiaobu.

Xiaobin is also my "husband". I don't like his character very much. He is moody and unpredictable, and sometimes there is a little "two".

I know that he likes his high school classmate "Xiao Xing", and has had a crush on him for more than a year or two, from high school to now.

It's just that he didn't confess his love. I've met him a few times, and he does have some resemblance to me.

I am very unwilling to be a person's "shadow", and it is only because I love a person that I "willingly" act as his "lover's shadow".

And Xiaobin's lukewarm feeling seems to be very useful to me, and I can't grasp the scale of being with him.

Sometimes it makes him angry, and sometimes it makes him laugh out loud, with wrinkles around his eyes.

I also often tease him, don't call him Xiaobin from now on, let's call him "Awen"!Or "A fold"! (pleats of pleats).He will say to see who is not pleated, you can find someone!

I knew he was angry with me, and my advantage was gone at this time, and I had to coax him.

It's not like a "shou" acting like a baby with a "Gong" at all. In fact, the days when we are together are still when I coax him, much more than when he coaxes me.

Untamed may be referring to Xiaobin, who loses his temper at every turn and ignores me at every turn.

I don't know why, but he yelled at me.

I was so scared that my little heart couldn't bear it, but these were small dishes, even though he yelled at me and ignored me, I still liked him very much.Seeing his eyebrows raised, his fists clenched, and his teeth clenched, as if he couldn't hit me, I wanted to laugh.

Because I know he is reluctant to hit me, and he is also reluctant to touch me, he is afraid of hurting me.

I was spoiled and spoiled since I was a child, so I can't bear him. Occasional quarrels and quarrels are also reasonable.

But I just like boys like him, sometimes machismo, sometimes childishly effervescent.

I don't understand why I like him, and I often think back to the days when I was with him when there is no one, and ask myself why I love him.

I was outside after buying shrimp dumplings that day, and I heard all the conversation between him and Director Gao. At that time, I was in the same situation as Xiaobin.

Tears can't stop flowing out, what can I do if I don't tell me, what can I do if I tell me.

I, Tong Xianbu, can still be "leisure" to you, isn't it your Xiaobin's person!

I can't guarantee that I will die with you, but I can guarantee that I love you at this moment.

"Xiaobin, my husband, I swear to myself, I will make you happy these days, and I, Xiaobu, will do what I say."

Wiping my tears, I walked into the ward as if nothing had happened. They didn't see any abnormalities in me, which proved that I was faking it.Although those days were short, we were very happy.

Finally, I can calm down and live our two-person world, although the boy who is lying down will die soon.

Looking at Xiaobin, I sometimes think about what we live for, for the person we like, or for our family, or to prove something, to let others recognize something, I don't know, and I don't want to know.

If I live for my lover, do I want to die with the boy in front of me? If I live for my family?

Then do I want to marry a wife and have children in the future, and live a life I don't want? Many "ifs" interspersed together made me dizzy.

The situation in front of me has already made me unable to think about these miscellaneous problems. In fact, I still have another problem. Since Xiaobin became seriously ill, he has never contacted Xiaoxing. He obviously loves him so much. Do you need comfort most when you are vulnerable?

Or does he think that with me as a "shadow lover" there is no need for him?

I didn't really understand the meaning of it until the day Xiaobin died...