My big case is for sure! Tell you a story.
At the age of 22, I went to a classmate party and met Xiaoli, a female classmate I haven't seen for a long time. I didn't expect that she had grown into a beautiful young girl after years of sight.
At this time, she was already an engineer in a secret unit in Shanghai, and later she learned that her job was to repair planes. And I am just an ordinary gardener. Our identities are very different, but as soon as we met, I was moved. Xiao Li in front of me is no longer the top student who only knows how to study hard I admire her image, her temperament and her speech. Yes, I fell in love with her. I really didn't expect the word love at first sight to be used on me.
After the party, I returned to Wuxi and she returned to Shanghai. I can't remember where I saved her QQ number. From then on, I began to send messages to her intentionally or unintentionally, but I often didn't reply. I have always comforted myself that she must be unable to surf the Internet often because of the nature of her work, so I persisted. Later, I would leave a message for her every morning and evening. Whether she can come back or not is her business.
Finally, one day, I received her reply. You should be able to understand the excitement of waiting for someone to finally get a reply. "The Voice of China" was being broadcast at that time. It turns out that Xiaoli loves watching, so I talked to her about singers, which is the easiest time for us to talk. Seriously, even after many years, I still feel very happy when I recall that time.
However, I also clearly understand that I don't deserve her. My education, ability and even height are not as good as hers. How could I dream of making such a good girl my girlfriend or even my wife? I once said to Xiaoli: I really hope you have a boyfriend now, so I will give up. Xiaoli said that she understood my feelings very well. Maybe she is also telling me euphemistically: we are still classmates and can be good friends, but that's all.
In the final analysis, it is the disparity of identity that forces me to choose my position clearly. For a long time after that, I didn't contact her again, and I didn't send her a text message, because I thought it would add chaos to others. Later, I accepted my parents' arrangement, went home on a blind date, got married and had children, and now I live a normal life, but this experience often appears in my heart. I have always felt that Xiaoli's current husband must be excellent and must love her very much.