He sent me an invitation that clearly stated that August 1 was his big day. I’m shocked, I’ve known him for four years and never knew he had a girlfriend, let alone that he was getting married!
He’s one of my seniors, my freshman year and his junior year. We were already a couple in the eyes of outsiders, and he never admitted that I was his girlfriend in front of his friends and my friends, so our relationship could only be maintained in an unclear way.
He graduated two years before me, and once he graduated, he joined a good company with a bright future. During this time we never broke contact, are three days a phone call. We have nothing to talk about, except our feelings. The actual fact is that you’ll be able to get a lot more than just a few of these. The year of my internship, secretly I submitted a resume to his company, after a round of strict PK competition, I was finally shortlisted! I remember that day, I called and excitedly told him that from now on we are alumni and colleagues. He was happy and surprised that I never told him I was going to be in that company in the first place.
He said he wanted to take me to dinner as a celebration of my first step into success. That night I dressed up carefully and could see the surprised look in his eyes when he saw me, and I was satisfied with the way he looked at me, the way a man looks at a woman. We went to a very stylish Western restaurant, it was my first time eating Western food, so I looked a little flustered, and he always looked very gently, and gently told me how to place the pile of knives and forks and other tableware. And a bottle of red wine was served, and I, who usually don’t drink much, unknowingly drank many glasses of red wine that night, so much so that when I stood up my whole head was dizzy and things around me seemed to be shaking.
He helped me walk down the road, and through my drunkenness I confessed to him, and he politely refused, saying he liked me a lot, but couldn’t accept me because there was no happiness to be found with him. That night I cried, bordering on madness, but I still remember that night he took advantage of my drunkenness to secretly kiss me, gently, like a warm spring breeze let my whole heart float up, I often think later also because of this kiss, I will be sustainable with him to develop an unclear four-year underground relationship it.
Four years later, I don’t work for that company anymore, and I have a lot less opportunity to spend time with him. I don’t know how I came to be in these four years, whenever the opposite sex chased me, I was always very careful to avoid it, full of fantasies that one day he would stop holding my hand and kissing my mouth only when I was drunk. My friends have been urging me to talk to him and stop dragging my feet, because I’m not too young, I can’t give up a forest for a tree. The company’s main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to the public.
Lately he has been getting farther and farther away from me, less and less phone calls and messages. I don’t know what he’s doing in this half month, is he thinking of me like I’m missing him here? The phone has all the drawn numbers are his, are not yet drawn through when I hung up, the draft box is full of want to send him, but did not send the text message. Every day I look at this number, these texts, waiting for him to think of me at some point, to call me, to send me at least one text, to let me know he hasn’t forgotten me.
Suddenly the doorbell rang and it turned out to be a courier delivery, but I didn’t buy anything. The courier said it was a notebook. After receiving the goods, I kept thinking back to who sent the things, and at this time I received a text message from him to get on the mailbox to receive the mail. The letter probably said that he bought a laptop and saw that I was still using an old computer, so when it was a gift to me, he filled in my address. He also said he was sorry that I hadn’t given you anything in four years, but I really couldn’t go on with you because I was getting married. Although I could feel in every word that he liked me, every word would tell me that he would soon be someone else’s husband, that every night he would sleep with another woman, that in the near future he would be the father of some child, and that I would be nothing more than an underground lover for him for four years.
Four years later, all I got was a notebook with a heartbreaking message and a wedding invitation from him that stung like hell. The company’s main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers.