After lunch with my best friend that day, I was thinking about where to spend our boring afternoon.

Along the way, my best friend kept preaching her unfounded boyfriend cheating theory to me.I listen to it with my left ear and listen to it with my right ear, and my eyes wander among the vast crowd.

As we passed the CDC, a figure saved me from my girlfriend's boring conspiracy theories.

I noticed him immediately.With a striking tall figure, the black Polo shirt and his neat beard complement each other, and his mature charm makes my inner deer bump.

I don't know if it was his appearance, or because I had never met a person who moved my heart so much, my inner world was instantly occupied by this strange uncle.

I grabbed my girlfriend's hand and shook it instantly, staring intently at the uncle who was about to disappear into the crowd. "Look! He...he...he..."

My girlfriend glanced at me, pretended to hug me excitedly, "We really won't be rivals in love!"

Of course, she has always preferred tall, thin, fair and tender boys, and Korean Oppa is the most suitable.But the type that my best friend likes will only slow down my hormone speed several times.

When I saw this stranger, I thought, if someone fell in love with him at first sight like me, and had a slightly braver personality than me, they would want to strike up a conversation, ask for a phone number or leave a WeChat or something.

But I've never done anything like this in 21 years.

I rarely take the initiative to strike up a conversation with people I like, let alone other strangers.At most, I would wait for someone who has touched me on the software to take the initiative to make an appointment to meet, but every time the meeting ended, I didn't feel that they were the person I liked.

I am more used to quietly paying attention to the people I like, like wishing for plums to quench my thirst.

Sometimes, I have a fear in my heart, for fear that when I fall in love, the beauty will be destroyed because of the contradiction between the two parties.But I am unwilling, not because I can't get it, but because I am too passive, hypocritical and cowardly in terms of emotions.

I have the sensibility of Dionysus, but not its boldness.

I am very eager to start a relationship that I will not regret.I have heard the love experiences of too many friends around me, good and bad, sweet and painful, everything.I like to listen to them, because every time they share, I can gain different feelings.Every love has ups and downs, not all smooth sailing, sweet and painful.

Persistence and giving up are like multiple-choice questions. When happiness is greater than pain, you want to continue to persevere. When pain is greater than happiness, you will waver. Giving up is like a bomb (bomb) that will explode without knowing when. Nerves tense.

But no matter how much I understand other people's love, I have never experienced and practiced it myself.I want to meet someone who makes me fall in love at first sight, and I also hope that he, like me, yearns for the purest and most beautiful part of love.

Many people say, "Your circle is really chaotic."There are fewer and fewer people who clean themselves up, and I have no intention of flaunting myself as a lotus flower that emerges from the mud and is not stained.However, I still choose to believe that there is still true love in "Your Circle", and I believe that it is destined that two people who are suitable for each other will eventually meet and be together happily.

Am I too optimistic?Or did people who think like me really disappear with the extinction of the dinosaur era?

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