The chat topics were all about whether he was real, so that my former friends were annoying me. They started to show expressions of being unable to bear it when they heard what I was going to say. Now that I think about it, I really wronged them, asking them to listen. The story of a complete stranger and an uninterested boy.
As soon as he and I talked about each other, his own eyes sparkled, and I also knew that my efforts to find ways to get in touch with him at school were also crazy serious. The curve of the corner of my mouth after every phone call was serious and sincere. I rehearse in my heart every day to share with him the little things that happened to me that are actually not interesting at all when I think about it now. I will always share those trivial things without stopping, and my enthusiasm is also true. Now I think that my passionate wish was given to the wrong person.