Dog Diary

On Valentine's Day the year before last, I mustered up the courage to confess my love to Tao Ying for the first time.

I ordered flowers and candlelight dinner in advance, and I sent him a message at 5:20 in the morning, looking forward to the sweetness and anticipation brought to him all day from the moment he opened his eyes and saw my message .

"On the head of the willow tree on the moon, after the dusk, I will meet you at the western restaurant at 7 o'clock tonight." I am afraid that my ambiguity will cause him to misunderstand and cause him to miss it regrettably. clear.

He was out all day and I didn't see anyone but got a reply in the morning. The four words "see or leave" gave me sweetness and anticipation all day long.

As a result, I have been looking forward to proofing in the restaurant, but I have never met this person who can make me sweet like eating honey all day with a single sentence.

One night, no one answered his phone calls, nor did he reply to his text messages.

Looking at the passers-by on the street in pairs, I rolled home like a deflated ball with difficulty.

The next weekend, I got a curt reply -- "Sorry, I forgot."

Maybe he doesn't like me that much, maybe he regrets it?I guessed that he was afraid of embarrassing me by refusing him face to face.

Afterwards, neither of us mentioned it again.I'm afraid that the other party will be embarrassed.

On Valentine's Day last year, the two of us worked together to help a brand with offline activities in the mall.By the time the event was over, it was almost dark.

When the lights came on, the two of us were waiting on the platform together.

After another year of getting along, I am sure that Tao Ying has a good impression of me.

Looking at the traffic coming and going and the dim street lights, I mustered up the courage to tell him: No matter how busy the world is, no matter how ordinary life is, I will be by your side every day and night in the future.

However, at the moment when I reached out and prepared to take out the ring to confess my love, he said to me with a smile on his face: "If someone is holding a classic Cartier ring to confess to me now, I will definitely not be able to refuse."

I followed his gaze. In the huge light box on the outer wall of the shopping mall opposite, the advertisement for Cartier rings was so classy and romantic.

Looking at his envious eyes again, my hand clenched my silver ring and stayed in my pocket, as if it was filled with lead, I couldn't take it out.

The second confession was stillborn like this.

The models in the ad are not half as good-looking as Tao Ying.At that time, I realized from the bottom of my heart: Only better ones are worthy of him.

However, my pace of striving to get better has never caught up with his pursuit of improvement.

Before he confessed his love for the third time, he had already chosen someone else.

This year, there were no illusions and expectations, and no blows and disappointments. The whole person was relaxed.It's just that this unexpected gift added a bit of sadness to me.

I was holding the gift box in my hand, but I was reluctant to throw it away.It's not because it looks so good in material and workmanship, and the price is so expensive, but in retrospect, this is the first time I have received a formal gift from him in three years.

Eventually, I shoved it back spinelessly into my backpack.

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