Because of cowardice, I haven't learned to ride a bike until junior high school. My sister picks me up from school every day. So when I want to see him, that's when.

He and I were on the same floor in junior high school, but we were separated by several classes. I once said that I am a very strict person, and I always have a good impression on people who are good-looking, whether they are boys or girls.

And he belongs to the kind of person who makes me feel good after reading it. Because everyone finishes school at the same time, I often meet him on the road. At that time, they were just strangers. They just met him by chance on the road.

The more times we meet, the curiosity of gossip girl will be aroused. I don't understand why parents don't allow their children to fall in love early. She just urges me to fall in love or helps me find that kind. All the boys who look alike in our class have made friends with my sister. Yes, when she picked me up from school and waited for me at the school gate, she said hi to my classmate. They shouted at my sister one by one, and they kissed me more than me.

She thinks this boy is good-looking and wants to talk to me. Sure enough, an unexpected day is another chance encounter. My sister rode a small electric donkey and asked me to call him after he finished riding his bike and ask him what his name was and what class he was in, so that people could tell him silently. Then she added his QQ with my QQ. (Well, it was still an era of chatting up and QQ)

That's it, because my sister met him. But only know each other's class names, no communication. When we meet again on the road, we usually just say hello.

But that day, because my relative's children went to school with me, his mother asked my sister to give him a ride, because he hurt his hand and couldn't ride a bike. But how can my sister's little electric donkey sit for two people? Then I was very ambitious and asked my sister to take him away. I walked behind, thinking a little sadly that he was an asshole. I admit I mumbled for a long time. I think people who pass by me will think that I have some kind of mental illness, hahaha.

Just when I was depressed, I heard someone calling me from behind. It's him.

Because I was sulking all the time, I didn't notice it was raining when I walked inside. He asked me why no one answered, and I said it was a long story. He seems to understand my unhappy mood.

If you ask me if I don't mind, please give me a ride. Wow, how could I mind? My feet are sore from leaving early. Then I thanked him again and again and sat in the back seat of his bike. He took the initiative to find a topic to chat with me, which made me less embarrassed. The most important thing is that what happened later made me feel that this boy was so warm.

He used to ride very fast, and gradually he felt very tired. I know my weight well. I am too embarrassed to ask if I am too heavy for you to carry. I'll come down and go by myself.

He shouted, no, no, no, because he didn't pump up the tire, and the tire didn't have enough air. He also told me not to think about it. Wow! Now I feel that junior high school students can speak so well, which makes people feel so warm!

Later, he sent me to the downstairs of my community and said that he would watch me go in before leaving. I thanked him again and again.

Just once, I felt blessed and happy for some reason. I've known him well since then, and then I've sat in the back seat of his bike many times! In my sister's words, it is deliberately creating opportunities for both of us. I ... .

Not all beautiful things think that romantic meeting is a feeling between men and women, but also two strangers who were strangers have drawn into each other's distance. He is warm-hearted, handsome and has become my good friend, so I am very grateful for the load that brought us closer that day.