[Quick Transmigration] It is said that someone is chasing me?

He just came over, does he like me a little bit?

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Moderate rain on March 3

I didn't bring an umbrella, and it was raining. The raindrops were very dense, and it was slightly cool on my body.I think my current appearance must be a little sick, at least my eyes are dull and my lips are pale.

"What's wrong with you, you don't look well?"

He took the initiative to talk to me.

I started to worry, and I was a little flustered for a while.

How should I answer this?

Say it's a little cold and feel uncomfortable, or just smile cheerfully and say it's okay, what's the matter?

I spend a lot of time thinking about which will make him look at me more.

No time, I said to myself.

No time, answer him quickly, he is leaving, leaving.Hurry up, hurry up, say a few more words, let him see you again.

"No...it's okay..." I twisted the corner of my clothes, feeling desperate for myself, "I...it's okay."

"That's good, the weather has turned cold recently, please pay attention, I'm leaving first." He said lightly, "Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Stare at his back until the distance.

For a moment, like a deflated ball, the excitement and apprehension just now were instantly extinguished.

He pinched the back of his hand fiercely.

Look at you, why can't you hang shoulders with him like everyone else, talking and laughing happily.

coward.

look at you.

I watched his whole body fade away in the rain with the refreshment I was obsessed with.I began to struggle endlessly about what I wanted to say, and whether I could do it again. When I realized it, it would be another day.

Hey, I don't have an umbrella, can I rub with you?

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Sunny September 3

It has been raining continuously for several days, and it finally stopped today.

Today he sits in the lower right corner of me.

what to do?I'm getting nervous again.

I tensed up, my heart was about to move but I didn't dare to look back, I wanted to put on an indifferent look that was no different from usual.

I couldn't help glancing at him from the corner of my right eye, pricking up my ears to distinguish his voice from the noisy play.

sounds so good.

"I'm right." He suddenly patted my shoulder.

At that moment, I almost held my breath and couldn't think more. I tried my best to calmly turn my head and look at him. I wanted to have a friendly smile, but in the end I couldn't.

"Why." My tone sounded a little cold even to myself. It shouldn't be like this. I should be more intimate, right? "You have, what's the matter?"

"I'm talking about where to go on May Day." He smiled lightly and heartily, making my heart itch. "I think it's interesting to go to the mountains for an adventure and picnic, what do you think?"

He was asking for my opinion, and my heartbeat couldn't be restrained. I wanted to hug his shoulders, smile wildly, and say that your opinion is always the best, and I agree with it no matter what.

"I feel good."

really.

loathe yourself.

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October 3 heavy rain

It's raining again.

Rain like this in the south often brings a biting chill, but it is definitely not as violent and arrogant as when I saw him making out with a girl.

Heartbreaking from the inside out.

Very unhappy, but this kind of unhappy emotion can't affect anyone except myself, it will only make the love deep in my heart breed darkness.

Rolling with thick evil thoughts.

I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you...

You don't know, and neither do I. I can't let you know.

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Cloudy on September 3

I adjusted my glasses, lowered my head, and covered most of the light with my long bangs.

After class today, I still deliberately passed by his side, and I habitually pricked up my ears.

I heard his friend laughing and saying that we go out to play, why do you take that person with you, there is no sense of presence, and don't you think it is gloomy and difficult to get along with.

I stopped.

I always knew that I was not pleasing, and I never cared about other people's opinions.Until someone mentioned it in his ear.

very angry.

At that moment, there was an urge to tear people apart.

But the next moment I stabilized my mind.

He said he was fine.

So happy all day.

He is such a wonderful person.

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Sunny September 3

He asked me if he wanted to have a picnic together, the one he asked me last time.What reason do I have to refuse?The chance to be that close to him.

I agreed hesitantly, and then I started to count down the days silently, day by day, minute by minute, like a child who knows that he can go to the zoo on Children's Day.

Simple and sweet.

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Sunny September 3

I look forward to it every day, and the day when we go to play together is getting closer and closer.

I started to get closer to him, because most people knew that we were going to have a picnic together, so it didn't feel so abrupt to me, a usually lifeless person, to talk to him suddenly.

Occasionally, he laughed and put his arms on my shoulders, talking, and every time I felt the apex of my heart tremble with the frequency of his laughter.

This palpitation is uncontrollable, he is so close to me.

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April 3 partly cloudy

I began to have an inexplicable expectation for life and a vision for the future.

It turns out that the person I like is close to me, which can bring such brilliant sunshine and courage.

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cloudy on October 3

The wind is a bit strong but I feel very warm. We have physical education class together.

He always laughed and escaped from this kind of class, but this time he didn't.

He asked me, "Are you cold?"

I was no longer so flustered, but looked at him under the barrier of thick glasses: "It's okay."

"Look at your slender arms and legs, don't get sick," he said, taking off his coat and handing it to me. "Put it on, and I'll go play basketball for a while."

"No, I..."

"If I tell you to put it on, you can wear it, like a little girl!" He pretended to be displeased, "Anyway, it's not convenient for me to wear a coat when I'm playing basketball, and I'm still hot after sweating."

So I put on his clothes, which smelled faintly of acacia.

You see, he is like this, sunny, confident, enthusiastic.Makes me who crawls like this in thick darkness yearn.

but.

out of reach.

I like to be honest in the face, just like him.

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Cloudy on September 4

Others call this day April Fool's Day.

On this day, fooling and cheating are forgivable.

From this morning to noon, he has been deceived five times, and three times he was deceived by someone who wanted to confess to him.

He wasn't fooled once.

I don't like this feeling. No matter what the day or the situation is, feelings should not be used as a joke.

The sixth time someone said to him: "Your girlfriend is here!"

He laughed and hugged my shoulder affectionately: "Don't lie to me, my girlfriend is here!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

I take back the nonsense that I just said that feelings cannot be used as a joke.

Even if it was a joke, my heart throbbed.

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Sunny September 4

The weather is getting warmer and I hate summer.

That sultry, sticky feeling reminds me of too many bad things and makes me feel less happy.

Quietness will be dead silence, and loudness will be noisy.

But it doesn't matter if he's here.

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Sunny September 4

I was with him every day, probably because I was so happy, and the secret happiness in my heart was always overflowing, so I didn't write down anything for a long time.

Well, what to write?

I really like it.

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Cloudy on September 4

God bless the next few days will be sunny.

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Sunny September 4

God heard my prayers, and tomorrow we will be camping and cooking together.

I have never participated in such an event with many people, but being with him is a kind of gentle touch just thinking about it.It's just that I can't bring my diary with me.

Recording everything about him in front of him made me feel unreasonably ashamed.

I'm just a bad peeper.

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--Finish

"Azhe! Are you looking at your old diary again?" Zhang Wen threw himself on my shoulder with a smirk, "Come on, come on! Show me too!"

"Snapped!"

I closed the notebook, dodged to avoid him, and patted his head with the diary: "Don't make trouble."

He put away his playful look: "How is it? Do you remember anything?"

I shook my head.

Blank.

"It's okay, it's fine if you don't remember it, you're fine now."

"Hmm." I didn't ask further, "Then I'll go first."

"Bye bye! I have to stay at school."

After bidding farewell to Zhang Wen, I turned and left.

I seem to have forgotten something.

That is amnesia.

This is very strange, because all my behavior and life have not been inconvenient with the so-called "amnesia".

I'm curious.

But everyone told me, it's okay, Ah Zhe, if you don't remember it, it won't have any impact on your life.

Is it really?

I am not sure.

All I know is that I feel like I've lost something important, a vague imprint tearing and pulling repeatedly in my mind, wanting to grab it but losing it in an instant, without a trace.

It's a really bad feeling.

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Today, as always, I go to class, work part-time, and go home.

I don't seem to have lived in a school, and of course I don't know why. All I can use to explore my previous memories is this diary.

I didn't show it to anyone.

Just because of the person mentioned in the diary - him.

Who is he, what is his name, what does he do, and what does he have to do with me?

I like him?

So far, I have lost my memory for more than a month, but I have not found any traces to prove his identity. I only know the party mentioned in the diary, and then something seems to happen.

But everyone kept quiet about what happened then, especially not in front of me.

Therefore, I assume that in that accident, he passed away.

The unknown in this memory makes me repeatedly want to explore something, even though knowing the truth may be sad or even unacceptable.You know, when I made the excuse that "he" passed away, I felt a sudden dull pain in my heart, and I was so sad that I couldn't breathe.

Maybe, I really like him, so I want to know something more.