Look at each other

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She tilted her head to look at me, with a sly arc on her mouth, "You discovered it all. Yes, the reason why I really rejected her was more important than that I didn't like her on the premise of being in love. She doesn't like me."

"You mean she doesn't like you?"

"Well. What she likes is her imagination, but the real me is not like that. Even if she is with me, she will be disappointed soon, and she will think that it would be fine if she didn't confess her love at that time, if she didn't start this paragraph Feelings are fine."

"Then what do you think counts as liking?"

"I read in the book that 'we and the people we love are not what they used to be, what a happy opportunity if we can still love the changed person after the change', but people often can't accept the change of the other half, In fact, this is also human nature, because it will destroy his imagination of the other half, especially like this kind of relationship that does not recognize the real face of the other party at all. How much she loves the fictional me, she will love the real me. How disgusting." She put her hands behind her head and said softly: "I like it, maybe because she can see me, not only limited to the bright side praised by the world, but also a little naive, a little inferior, a little selfish There are many problems and eccentricities. If she can accept these, I think she should like me. But as time goes by, I don’t know if she will like the change, but if she likes it, Is it a bit difficult? Maybe it should be said that she liked me at that time?"

"Why are you so pessimistic about love? You don't define it so clearly. You can act according to your heart, isn't it good? As the saying goes, it's rare to be confused."

Do what you do?Maybe it's just an excuse for me to comfort myself, because I can't tell whether I saw her, or was it her that I saw?

"It is indeed pessimistic, but isn't that the truth? In the final analysis, many modern people's love is often based on the premise of weighing the exchange value of the other party and oneself. I read a lot of books about love after the end of the last relationship. You can see The more I read, the more confused I become. There is a saying in "The Art of Love" that "one who knows nothing loves nothing", I think I am a person who knows nothing, I don't know what love is, and I don't love anyone , and afraid to give love again.”

When she said this, she looked like a stray dog ​​who got lost and was caught off guard in a rainstorm and was drenched in s-hi. When you approached, she turned her head proudly, s-hi wet eyes Even if it looks into the air, it will fall on you without begging for mercy, but it can't hide its joyously wagging tail.

She longs for love, but this time she cringes and waits for it to be offered.

I couldn't bear to see her like this, so I rubbed her hair vigorously, "Who said you don't love anything anymore, don't you love your game the most? And your paper man harem, what? Want to abandon them in a blink of an eye?"

She obviously didn't expect me to jump off like this, she was stunned for a moment before she smiled and said: "How could it be, am I the kind of person who starts messing around and ends up giving up?"

"Yes, yes, you don't start messing around and end up giving up, you just see one and love the other."

"Your mouth is getting more and more poisonous."

"It's all taught by Teacher Xia well. By the way, Teacher Xia, I want to continue learning the game from last time today. Do you have time to take me with you?"

"It's not too late, let's go now."

Even though many of her I see may be my own imagination, but the fact that I like games must not be adulterated.

The author has something to say: After sending the bear boy away, you can concentrate on developing your relationship =)

☆、Chapter 24

Chapter 24

Once life becomes dull, it is not easy to leave traces in memory, and the days become repetitive and monotonous. Perhaps this is the reason why people like company: if there is such a person by their side, no matter how small things are, there is someone who pays attention to and remembers them Heart, life will be recalled.But if I just unilaterally remember those experiences that are insignificant to her, it is more like a kind of sweet pain, so sometimes I will retaliate and deliberately ignore her words, pretending not to remember the experiences she said, I want her to experience the embarrassment of being alone.But I don’t know if it’s because she has a good temper or she doesn’t mind whether I remember or not. She always reminds me patiently until I pretend to realize it suddenly and say “I remember”, then she will show me a satisfied smile .

As the time we spend together increases, what I find out about her becomes more and more complicated. As she herself said, she is not only the "gentle" in the words of Teacher Wen, or the "close to the people" in the words of other teachers, she has people. A gray area that is not well understood, overly nervous, overly sensitive, overly self-aware, and a sense of inferiority that manifests a sense of existence from time to time.And the previous strong emotion of wanting to be tied to her "all the time, all the time" has become gentle and restrained under the polishing of time.

Christmas is slowly approaching as the cold wind in the city becomes more and more biting.Although it is a festival from the West, the atmosphere of celebration is like a large amount of blood pumped by a beating heart, jumping happily in the blood vessels under the skin.The branches of green trees on both sides of the street are covered with strings of colorful lights. Shopping malls and supermarkets of all sizes have launched Christmas limited products. In the crowded square, staff dressed as Santa Claus are distributing balloons twisted into various shapes to passing children. .But no matter how lively people make this festival, it is not a national holiday after all. Students still have to do their homework, and those who work overtime still have to work overtime.

But Bangyan Middle School is an exception.Every Christmas, Bangyan Middle School will give students a day off, and the teachers will organize gatherings in different grades to enhance the relationship between colleagues and increase teaching cooperation. I guess it may be because of Xia Xiaoyou's mother's religious belief.

Even though I personally don't like the atmosphere of the party, as a newly promoted teacher, I naturally can't refuse, so when the party organizer of the first grade group came to our office to ask if we would participate in the party, I agreed to participate.The party organizers skipped over Xia Xiaoyou and asked other teachers. Teacher Liu refused because of illness. Teacher Guo said he wanted to go home with his wife and refused. Teacher Wen refused bluntly. After a round, only Teacher Lin agreed to participate.

The organizer of the party pursed his lips helplessly, and when he passed by Xia Xiaoyou's desk, he immediately put on a smile, "Mr. Xia, don't even think about slipping away from this party."

Xia Xiaoyou didn't even bother to raise her eyelids and said, "That depends on whether you can stop me."

The corner of the man's mouth twitched and he smiled awkwardly and politely, "What are you talking about, Mr. Xia? How could we stop you?" After speaking, he left the office without making fun of himself.

When we walked out of the school gate side by side to eat at a nearby restaurant at noon, I asked her why the organizer directly skipped her without asking her opinion.

"Because he knows that I will definitely not go, but they want me to go, and they also know that I have to show up because of Xia Bangyan, so they assume that I will definitely participate. However, their old-fashioned brains can figure it out The activities are really limited, and this year I'm afraid I'm going to sing after dinner again, which is very boring, so I usually slip away halfway. But you, why did you agree to participate when you were clearly unwilling."