Not everyone will wait for you to apologize

Once there was a sincere love in front of me, and I didn't cherish it. When I lost it, I regretted it. There is nothing more painful in the world.

If God could give me another chance, I would say three words to that girl: I love you.

If I have to add a time limit to this love, I hope it will be... 10000 years

Stephen Chow's line has accumulated many people's tears, but several of them can really do it. They know love when they are young and have no regrets in this life.


A few days ago, little a, my best friend in college, came to me across the distance between the two cities, just to celebrate my birthday with me. I was very moved. I gave her a big bear hug when I first met her, and incorporated my missing that I hadn't seen in this year into this bear hug.

That evening, we bought a small cake, cooked some dishes by ourselves, and served beer. In this way, on our 24th birthday, she accompanied me.

We talked a lot about the past, about the innocence, vitality and each other at that time.

She is still as cheerful and lively as before. During this period, she almost beat her up because of my jokes several times, but we are still so close. Even after a year, even after the distance between the two cities, although we haven't seen each other in this year, we occasionally send a voice to talk about the recent situation.

Finally, we drank a full seven bottles of beer, and both of them blushed.

Maybe it's me, maybe it's wine, which reminds her of her college days. Talking happily, she suddenly looked at me seriously and said, "you know, I'm not a good woman at all."

I replied, "you forgot, I was never a good woman."

We looked at each other and laughed.

I know, the topic about college reminded her of her first year love affair.

When we were about to graduate from college, we discussed the topic of "the most regretful thing about college". At that time, she told me that the most regretful thing was that she didn't say sorry to that person. She was too young and willful to love, so she casually found a reason to break up.

That was when the boy loved her the most. And she left without looking back, leaving a reason that was not a reason at all. She never looked back, and even his bitter pleading did not save her. In his junior year, I heard that the boy had gone abroad. Since then, they have never met again.

Not all relationships will be peaceful breakups, and not all people will wait for an apology in the past.

What will be waiting for you in the past is only memory, mixed with the seasoning called regret.

But if people just stay in the past to live, life will not have much meaning.

The past belongs to yesterday and others, while today and the future belong to us.

I very much hope that Xiao a can understand this truth. Maybe she can't let go of her regret because she hasn't had time to say an apology. Or she can't understand the kindness of her old people until she has tasted the pain of growing up, so she always has concerns in her heart.


And I am not!

My first love affair was in my sophomore year of high school. It belongs to secret love! Because until the end, I didn't know whether we were together or not.

The boy is in my class and has a good relationship with me, but I have always been afraid to confess. Now I think, the reason why I dare not confess is not that I am afraid of being rejected, but that girls should be reserved. Girls at that time were so tangled. If I like them according to my current personality, I must say it.

Later, I once saw the boy with other girls. I hid in my room and cried all afternoon. Then I took the initiative to gradually alienate him.

In senior three, there is a lot of pressure on learning. I am too busy to find an exit in the sea of questions every day. When I heard that he broke up next semester, I was not happy or lost.

One night, when I was studying by myself very late, I was busy doing problems and dawdled very late. Other students basically left. He suddenly appeared next to my seat and said to me, "don't you go? Everyone else has gone."

I simply replied with an "en" word, and began to pack up my books and prepare to leave. That night, he sent me downstairs to our community. Almost speechless along the way, we parted when we said goodbye to each other.

Maybe that night was the beginning of breaking the ice in our relationship. After that, he would send me home almost every night, and we gradually changed back to our former friends. Along the way, we talked about everything and often laughed at each other.

But we have never talked about other topics about love.

When the admission notice came out, we were in the South and the north. At that time, he called me to ask if I would like to be with him.

But I can't say anything. I don't know why. Looking at the admission notice in my hand, I feel that we are getting farther and farther away. Or maybe our likes all use the wrong time.

We haven't contacted since then. When the junior students got together, I knew he had a new relationship, and I also had people to accompany. At that meeting, we didn't have much communication. Although there were only a few people between us, the strangeness of this distance was real.

Sometimes I think, if I didn't say nothing but say, "I do!" Now we will not be very different.

Maybe the first love is always so unforgettable, and maybe what you can't get is not reconciled.

But life! There will always be so many times.

And those in the past, keeping the memories of us, should we also do some regretless present for the future.

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