There are many enthusiastic people who have introduced me to many girls, but not many of them can succeed, which is undoubtedly a disappointment to my friends. In fact, every blind date I am trying to succeed and repay my friends’ enthusiastic help. But I am so helpless, only my feet know whether the shoes fit or not.

I am used to cutting my hair with her, so I don’t trust other lawyers very much. I feel that only she knows how my head should grow. She, I can’t remember her name, I only remember the shop she opened. A gentle and sweet big sister, if I had the chance, I would choose a girl like that to fall in love and get married. Of course, I don’t have that chance anymore. It’s just a joke, I only have awe of the big sister, without any compassion.

As the hair cuts were too many times, I became in love, and I changed from a customer to her friend. I was so lonely that she felt sympathy for me, so I said I wanted to introduce a partner to me. I thought she was so good, so I should understand me. Sure enough, under the help of my elder sister, I met the girl named Yaya.

Yaya is from the city. Her parents opened a restaurant by themselves. When I met her, she often went to help her parents. I naturally met her parents. The sudden appearance of a strange young man made the two old men feel a little puzzled, and I was also very embarrassed, but in order to get an opportunity to date Yaya, I bit the bullet and appeared in front of Yaya and her family again and again.

During that period, the cold wind was biting, and I was frozen into pharyngitis, and I coughed into a ball from time to time. I sat in front of Yaya's shop, and Yaya was making her special snack for me. This snack was called braised chicken rice. I couldn't hide my touch and warmth in my heart when I was serious. Yaya brought the braised chicken rice to me. I said hypocritically, "Wow, it's delicious. How can I know it's delicious if I didn't eat it?" That meal was the biggest touch I had given me since I met her, and it was also the only good memory.

She seemed very honest before she was about to accept me. She told me frankly that I could not forget my ex-boyfriend. I am a person I love very much, but I am very tired of the person I was reluctant to part with. After hearing this, I felt very unhappy. I couldn't understand many logics. I was thinking, since I couldn't forget my ex, why should I choose to start over?

On a cold night, I rode a mountain bike to speed in the night. I must give an explanation for her silence. When I arrived at her door, I was so pretentious that I didn’t enter the door. But now I think about it, why are you so pretentious? It’s not enough to be after entering the door. Maybe her silence will be broken after I enter, but the ending may have been written like that.

I met Yaya in a hurry and ended in a hurry. When I thought of her again, it was the next winter of last year. I vaguely remembered that it was a cold winter. We sat in the same row of seats, and the bus passed through rows of colorful neon lights. You looked at the night in a daze, thinking about it. I probably guessed that you must ask in your heart, why isn’t the one sitting next to you? I looked at the night and looked at you again, and I felt mixed feelings. I had already given you up in my heart. I knew that such a relationship would not be rewarded, and I would not be a substitute for anyone, I just wanted to be myself. Yaya told me that it was actually good to sit on the bus and watch the night view of this city. I also told Yaya in my heart that I was content with having someone who truly loved me.

In my life, love is never simple. In my tolerance of being unavoidable, everyone who comes has always left. I have fallen into deep thoughts more than once, and I am thinking, it is so difficult to find you in a vast sea of ​​people!

It was another desolate winter night, with people coming and going in the cold wind, no more memories here, things have changed here. I walked by and looked at the North Star shining in the night sky. I wanted to ask it, do you represent the direction, and does it mean you won’t be able to go to you?

Dada dada...

Where are you?

I'm on the street corner.

What are you doing on the street corner?
Chapter completed!