They say I have a beautiful voice, I am gentle, and I must be a beautiful little girl.
But in fact, only I know that I am not a gentle girl and I am not beautiful. On the contrary, I may be a little ugly and even have a princess temper.
When I was in college, a fellow villager liked to call me.
We talk for a long time almost every night. I clearly remember that one night we made 17 phone calls intermittently because of the signal problem. Almost every day, he would say, Silent, your voice is really nice, like a child, and very gentle. Why are you so cute? I like you very much.
I haven't been in love before college, and I haven't had an affair with boys. I am like a blank sheet of paper, and I don't know how to face these things. I just giggled.
After a long time, I am used to his phone calls, his voice and his existence every night. I want to share with him when I am happy and talk to him when I am sad. Accustomed to his fake smile when he said he liked me and my voice, he was as happy as he ate honey.
I think I might like him. Because a little girl who is so lazy and used to relying on someone, if she thinks about someone every day, remembers his phone number, and her mouth will rise when she thinks about him, then this person must be special.
I have realized that I like him for half a year. When he confessed to me again, I responded that I like you too (I'm not a girl). I thought the next plot would be like in the novel. He will be my first love and accompany me through college and beyond, but that's just my idea.
That confession was exam week, and I am looking forward to meeting again after the exam. After the exam, we met. I'm shy and looking forward to it. I know I like him because I see little stars in his eyes. I also bought words with his and my names on them and red bracelets.
But the development of stories is always unexpected. Before I gave him the gift for the little girl, he began to say something completely strange. I think I understand because I still feel sorry for him. I said I understand. I said I understand. It's okay. We will always be good friends. You can call me whenever you need me.
Then we broke up and went back to our dorms. I still hold the red rope and the name in the little girl's mind tightly in my hand, feeling sad as if I had just experienced a tornado.
He just likes my voice better than I do, what I call tenderness, my listening and my admiration.
I have been sad for a long time, struggling for a long time, but what can I do? what can I do?
After graduating from college, I came to Shanghai, a completely strange city to start working.
I tried my best in my work. I met a lovely team, a group of lovely colleagues and a good boss.
In life, my high school girlfriends and I support each other, go shopping together, eat together, push the road together, find a house together, and witness each other's love with or without it.
At the beginning of 16, we accidentally added a WeChat group. I spend most of my time diving, only occasionally saying a few words.
Once, my friends in the group were just singing solitaire. At that time, I liked to sing "I miss you so much", so I sang along. I also said something bad by the way after singing. Thank you.
But what I didn't expect was everyone's reaction. Many group friends say that I have a good voice and sing well. Let me keep singing, and then many people add me to WeChat.
Of course, I didn't sing again, but I agreed with everyone who added me to WeChat, although I didn't feel very good in my heart.
All the people who added me to WeChat were boys, and more people only said a few words after adding it. Only one boy talked with me for a long time. He talked with me almost every night and told me something about the Internet. I occasionally talked to him and sang my new songs to him.
I know in my heart that this is not a good sign. After all, I am too easy to rely on a person and then like him.
But I still can't control my thoughts. I think maybe he is the right person.
But what can I say? Sometimes fate just likes to joke. Later, I learned that he had a girlfriend, but his personality was not very good. He likes to chat with me, like my gentleness, like my speaking out of turn, like my occasional coquetry.
Although I am a little girl more often, I am actually a decisive girl.
I broke all contact with him. Of course, all contacts were just WeChat. This encounter came to an abrupt end because of the sound. After all, I haven't met each other, I don't have the phone number of the other party, and I deleted WeChat. Even if we pass by in this huge city of Shanghai, we may not know it was each other.
Actually, I'm afraid people will like me because of my voice.
I'm afraid it's not because my voice is fake or something, but because I'm afraid that after seeing a photo or meeting, those first impressions of my voice will be erased by those so-called looks or other things
The sound is only a part, just a first impression, and there may be illusions. In fact, apart from a slightly special voice, I am just an ordinary little girl who likes some literary things, sentimental, sensitive and willful, and likes to spoil. If she is willful, she will commit princess disease.
I also hope to find my own love, find the right person, and like everything about me, except my voice.
20 17, I hope he can come early, don't go, would you please come to me? After all, I am so cute, what should I do if someone takes me away?