When I was a student, I secretly loved a guy on but did not dare to speak.Because he is a rich child, studying well and dynamic.I kept so unilaterally until he graduated and kept the school as a lecturer.A few times when I went to work, I met him, I was confused like a chicken with my hair.
On the day when the Farewell Farewell Festival, I boldly confessed to him when I received the refusal.He thanked my feelings and said he had a girlfriend already.I suffer, collapse for a while.Since then, I still hold a photo with him at that festival in my wallet and don't love anyone else.
My family asked to sell business land to do business, so I was getting better and better.My parents urged me all day my husband and children because I was 28 years old.But I hesitated, going back alone made them more worried.
Confession failure, I suffered for a while.(Artwork)
Last week, it seemed like I could not stand my melon, so my parents found myself.They forced meGo to see the faceAnother boy with the introduction: "Handsome, successful, psychologically, good at home".I heard and chuckled in my stomach.Now that people like this, one is married, the other is mentality, so no one loves.But my parents probably didn't introduce me to a man who had divorced, so he certainly had a problem or said something ungainly, so he dull until he was 30 years old.
Thinking so, I deliberately make up so bad to "drown" myself.I chose an outdated dress, wearing high boots and adding a few small tattoos on the wrist to "scare" the opponent.I think no man will like a girl in my makeup style.
Waiting for the cafe up to half an hour later, my parents introduced it.I didn't even look up and looked at the phone.When he greeted and apologized for being late, I was suspicious.This voice is so familiar.I raised my face to look and stood still.
The person holding a bundle of pink standing in front of me was the one I secretly remembered for a few years.(Artwork)
The person holding a bundle of pink standing in front of me was the one I secretly remembered for a few years.Unexpectedly, I met him again in this situation.He pulled down the chair, asked me a question: "I remember you before you were gentle, innocent, why now tattooed so full of people like that?".I was speechless.
The conversation that day was full of embarrassment.I was ashamed of my face with my face that could not be more ridiculous.It turned out that he broke up with his lover.His parents are friends with my parents, so they deliberately assigned him to me.I did not know the situation like that, so I drowned myself to escape.
At night, he took me home and went home.I was so nervous.Should I tell the truth to you?I was afraid he would not judge me well and then give up halfway, what should this sentiment do?