and I was still an introverted and silent girl, immersed in the helplessness of just being assigned to a class.
That year, you were still a childish and troublesome boy, and there were a group of good buddies who called brothers and sisters
. One year when I sat in front of you, sometimes I listened carefully to the class, and sometimes I ran away.
That year when you sat behind me, sometimes chatting, sometimes listening to the sound of songs, I could hear it clearly.
In that year, I hardly spoke to you. In that year, you did
n't know who I was, just a classmate
. Later, you didn't know when you let me know you
. Every day I came later than you, so you watched me walk into the classroom
every day. Poke me with a pen and hand me a small note
every day after class you will say some frivolous things to me and ruin my image
every day you laugh heartlessly and make me happy
every day you talk to me I said how can you look so ugly,
every day after school, you will tell me to see you tomorrow, then you will walk away with a bag on the corner of your mouth, and one
day you tell me that there is a girl who says she likes you but you don't like her, you ask me what to do
At that time, I was lucky that you didn't like her
. We were very good friends at the time, so I pretended to be your girlfriend and tried to hide it from that girl.
In the end, she didn't believe it. Fortunately
, we let it go. It still goes back to the way it was. Passing down a small note regardless of whether you go to or from class.
Many times, the teacher calls you to get up and answer the question. You will not call me later, nor will I. We will be punished to stand in class after class
. It's a happy little thing for you
to be a friend
You say you like me, but I worry a lot about you. You are so important to me. I don't want to lose you, so I don't want to have
you Look at your little book of happiness, and I can only understand my feelings at that time,
so you don't have time to write a small note to me during class.
After school, you rush to your girlfriend without a word of goodbye. I was waiting for her at the door of the classroom to take her home from school
. I came later than me in the morning because I had to pick her up
. I wanted to tell you that I liked you very much
.
Classes are divided, and even the classrooms are not on the same floor of the teaching building,
but every class break I see you leaning against her classroom door and talking to her to make her happy
Every time I walk by, I smile at you and you too Respond to me from the corner of your eye
In the summer of 2007 I was 18 and we graduated
I bought a sketchbook every page was blank without any trim I told the girls in your class to bring it to you
and wait for it to come back When it got to my hands, you already left your font on it that I am so familiar with.
You said that this book belongs to me, you only write it, so I am very important to you.
In 2008, when I was 19 years old, I contacted again. I say good morning to you
every day. Maybe it's a compensation for your bad relationship.
Sometimes you bring up the things of that year and complain to me that if we were together in that year, maybe it won't be like this now.
Sometimes You will ask me if I liked you in that year. I will seriously say yes but I will not tell you that I still like you
. It has been like this for nearly a year. The text messages and phone calls have been going on for nearly a year. I feel tired and want to let go.
I'll meet you every holiday and every time you make me wait for you for a long time because it's you and I who have no complaints at all. I do
n't drink, eat, or sing. I just find a place to sit and chat and catch up. Say goodbye and go home.
If you meet an acquaintance or your friend on the road, you will introduce me unabashedly to them. Don't forget to add that this is the ugly girl I chased in high school.
Slow me down. I have begun to learn to listen to you silently. It is also my wealth.
In 2011, I was 22 years old. I have been far, far away from you. I have
n't seen you for almost a year. I'm still as naive as I was when I was 16, I sometimes
get into fights and trips with others, I don't study all day long, I love to contradict my teacher, I'm still so unforgiving,
I can know your news in many ways, so many people over the years To be by your side, when you are sad, it's time to share with you, when you're happy, to share with you,
but I'm still watching silently, just looking at your life like this, watching many people put themselves on you The position of a good friend pushes me away
Gradually I don't feel sad anymore I just feel that time and distance always change something
Lately I always think of you, the 16-year-old you and the 16-year-old me, the 16-year-old we went through together The pain and joy
also told my friends that maybe I can’t let go from the bottom of my heart in my life, because I like you, I can’t like others as much as I like you,
but you will always have your life, and you will always have to Marry someone else and have a child, and then slowly get old
after watching "The Girl We Chased Together in Those Years" I realized that sometimes even if I don't let go, you will still run to where you want to go. I can't stop it if I want to. Maybe in
reality, I am Ke Jingteng inside and you are Shen Jiayi inside. How will I feel when I sit in the crowd below when you get married and hold someone else's hand?
Now that you and I are in different countries, all I've seen is the sky you've seen. It's always one step behind you. I can't walk with you. I finally understand.
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