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What stories can you guess at the beginning but not at the end?

One day in a canteen, I was waiting in line for a meal, and someone patted me on the shoulder: "It's good to meet you again, classmate. Let me borrow your meal card. My meal card is out of money, and there are too many people waiting in line to replenish it." . 。” Then I lent him my meal card, and then he ate with me consciously. The first time we had dinner together, and of course, my roommate.

he said he would invite me to dinner next time, but I said no.

After that, I met several times in Wujiao, No.1 canteen and library, and he didn't invite me to dinner, although I had forgotten about inviting me to dinner at that time.

On December 24th, Christmas Eve, he asked me to have dinner. I said I didn't need it. I'll go straight to dinner after class. He said he must pay me back a meal after a long time. So I said I'd meet you at the gate of that canteen.

after I arrived at a canteen, he said that there were still things to be done in the laboratory. Please wait for him and come right away. Then I waited. When he came, there were no people in the canteen. He said that all the food in the canteen was sold out, so let's go out and eat. So I went to eat steak.

When he came out of the restaurant, he said it was cold. Go and buy a scarf with him. I thought that he had just invited me to dinner, just outside the school, and I was too embarrassed to refuse, so I went with him.

A few days later, I went to Class No.5, and when I entered the classroom, I saw him sitting in the classroom. I found a window seat and he sat next to me. The classmates were all here, and I didn't want to be too embarrassed, so I took two classes myself.

after class, all the students have left, and he has been sitting. I said, please excuse me. I'm leaving. He said, "Give me a kiss and I'll let you". Then I stepped on the table and went out.

A week later, he appeared in my classroom again. He said, "I'll let you sit outside this time." During class, I kept writing notes asking if I didn't like him. I said I don't know. He said if he didn't like it, then why didn't I push him away from that kiss?

I don't know why or how to answer his question. I asked him why he kissed me. He said that it was the first time he chased someone, and it took him a long time to come up with this, and he didn't know if he should. He wanted to kiss at that time, so he kissed.

after class that day, we were really together.

Later:

He said that the first time I saw you, I was moved at the door of the laboratory, and I followed you to the third floor to watch you enter the classroom and waited for you for two classes outside the classroom.

He said that every Tuesday after that, he appeared outside the classroom to "bump into you".

He said that he borrowed your meal card in a canteen just to create an opportunity to invite you to dinner.

He said, I invited you to dinner on Christmas Eve, but you said you would go to a canteen to eat. You made me cry stupidly. Can't you see that I'm chasing you?

he said, kissing you was all improvisation. He really wanted to go to the bathroom that day, only to find that there was no one else in the corridor.

I really didn't see it. I always thought that all encounters were coincidental.

one year later, in early 212, during the winter vacation of sophomore year, he said, come home with me for a few days. So I went, and I have been there several times before, but this time, he told my parents about our relationship.

his parents strongly object.

a week later, he said, break up.

his family is very ordinary. He has a sister. When his mother gave birth to him, he was 42 years old. Now, his parents are over 6 years old. I know how important he is to her parents and I can't bear to make them sad.

so, I agreed and broke up.

that day, I went to the polar aquarium. When he came out, he cried and said, "I can't be with you, but that doesn't mean I don't love you."

he said to take me home. In the subway station, tell me, look, this is the last time to teach you to buy tickets, and you can only buy tickets by yourself in the future.

I didn't cry. I didn't shed a tear.

After returning home, delete all the contact information and leave for Melbourne.

In Melbourne, I don't remember how long I cried or how I got through it.

after more than a month, I came back from Melbourne, and my brother said that he came to see me many times after I left.

I didn't go to see him again, knowing that there was no result.

Since then, I have never been to the canteen, the library, the Fifth Teacher, all the classes in the Fifth Teacher, and I have never met him again.

two years later, in 214, I met my best friend and went to Dubai.

There are two best friends, a boy and a girl. The boy immigrated to Vancouver in May 213, and I haven't seen him for a long time. This time, we met in Dubai.

In the evening, sit on the beach and look at the water in the Persian Gulf. My friend asked me what I was thinking and why I didn't speak. I said, I'm thinking about him. You've met him.

my friend said that after two years, you still can't forget it. Actually, he's fine. After you broke up, he asked me every day how you were doing. Until I was going to Vancouver, I asked him to add XXX (another best friend, a girl) QQ. In the past two years, you caught a cold at school several times, and he bought you cold medicine brought back by your roommate.

Turn around, go back to the hotel, chat with her and ask her clearly. She said, "He's still asking me how you are today." She sent me some photos, which showed a wall full of photos. She said: "He has developed all your photos in QQ and Weibo in recent years, and they are all covered with two walls."

no crying, no sobbing, no tears, no ceaseless flow.

the next day, I still didn't contact him.

it's been two years, and I haven't been in touch for two years.

I know that even if we contact, there will be no result.

feelings that are not blessed.

because,

he is a boy,

so am I.