Objectively speaking, she is not ugly. Many of my classmates praised her for her good looks, and even my friends regarded her as a goddess. But in my eyes, her appearance is a symbol, but she is not very beautiful, but her temperament is outstanding. I told her all these things.

Because I think I am really handsome, I have been called a male god by many people since junior high school, and I was also famous at school in high school. Many girls come to me, and there is no shortage of girls chasing me.

I noticed her before, but I didn't feel anything. The reason why I started to have an intersection with her is because once I was chatting with my classmates, they inadvertently mentioned that this girl was difficult to catch up with. This statement aroused my interest, and I just wanted to see how hard she could work.

I asked my classmate for her contact information, so I wanted to chat with her. Unexpectedly, I talked with her for more than a week and she agreed to stay with me. In fact, I am also a little entangled, because I think this girl's mind is quite simple, and she has no love experience before, so I can't bear to lay hands on her. But since she wanted to, I didn't think much.

I didn't expect to get it so easily. She is notoriously hard to find, so after being with her, if nothing else, she still has face. My classmates praised her to the skies. Another friend asked me, "How did you catch up with others? You are quite nb. " I joked, "Nothing, but she was fascinated by my smile." After all, I am quite confident about my appearance. Even I went to say to her friend who was chasing her, "Your goddess is with me. Is it a surprise or excitement? "

To tell the truth, I didn't really like her at first, just wanted to see how hard she was to chase. But then I thought she was cute when she smiled, and I suddenly liked her when she smiled. Besides, she is really simple. She was shy and didn't look nervous when she first met me. I seem to like her a little. I don't want such a simple girl to get hurt, otherwise I will feel very uncomfortable. I told her that as long as she didn't break up with me, I would never dump her.

Yes, I began to like her, and I will think of her in class. I want to send her home when it's cold after night lessons, and I want to buy her all kinds of things. There was a time when I bought her a cup of milk tea every day, and I wanted to see her for only a short time. She always stays up late, so I supervise her to go to bed early, but she should not listen to me, because I think her dark circles are still very heavy.

But she also has many shortcomings, such as being a little fat. I found a lot of fat on her belly. She is about 1 10 kg. Although he is more than 1.7 meters tall, his face is easy to get fat when he is fat, and his face is round, so he is particularly fat. Moreover, she was very thin before, and people who don't know her well can see at a glance that she has gained a lot of weight. I asked her, and she said she weighed eight or ninety pounds before. In other words, she gained 30 pounds. I also saw her old photos. She is really fat. Her legs were thicker than mine before (I gained a little weight, so my legs were thicker than hers, but I still hope my girlfriend can be thinner and more beautiful).

I keep telling her to lose weight. When I see her every day, I will tell her that you are too fat and you want to lose weight. I won't let her eat at dinner time. I joked that I wanted to see her meal card. As soon as she gave it to me, I confiscated it and refused to let her eat it. But she is a day student, and she will definitely steal food again when she comes home from self-study at night. She didn't want to lose weight, so I told her that she was the fattest of all my girlfriends. I have many ex-girlfriends, thinner than her, better than her figure, prettier than her, taller than her, and I will often tell her that she is not as good as my ex-girlfriend. She has nothing to say, who let her have no other boyfriend except me?

Get along slowly, I find that we are not suitable. Our personalities are completely different. She's too calm. I like to be vigorous. I don't know if a simple girl never provokes people like her. I didn't get the response I wanted when I angered her. She's really bored. She won't be spoiled, never has a soft spot for me, and won't listen to me, which gives me a strong feeling. I usually say that she is fat and ugly and that she has all kinds of shortcomings, but I just made a joke and said it casually, but she took it to heart. As for it? It's really inappropriate for us. She likes listening to those sweet words, and I like joking.

I had a fight with her for various reasons. At first I would coax her, but later I couldn't bear it. When I don't quarrel, I have less and less impulse to see her. I don't want to talk to her all day on weekends. Will I be unhappy if I have time to play games in Internet cafes?

It has become my daily habit to say that she is fat every day, as if I have nothing to say except that she is fat or something. Sometimes I will say something else, such as that she is ugly, that she is black, that she has a round face, and that she deliberately presses her eyelids with her hands. One day I called her fat as usual, and she said to me with a bad attitude, "I know I'm fat, so you don't have to remind me every day." I didn't say much to her, just said, well, then I ignored her for a day. My mother saw my qq, and I didn't want my mother to know that I was in love, so I deleted her photo from my qq. Then we started the cold war. I don't even know what she's angry about. Later, we chatted face to face, and I asked her, "Didn't I just ignore you for a weekend?" You are in senior three. Do you think I have to chat with you every day like a senior one or a senior two? "Then she asked me how to delete her photo, and I was speechless. Is that what this is about? Are you giving me a hard time because of this little thing? I saw her eyes turn red, and she probably wanted to cry again. It was really annoying, so I took out my mobile phone and played there. She told me not to talk about it. Then I have nothing to say. I left at once, and her tears came down at once. I didn't look back, and then she went in the other direction.

When I got back, I sent her a message saying that I didn't mean to force her to break up. I said something about balabala, but she didn't listen, so she just asked me if I still liked her. Now I don't know if I still like her, so I just say I don't know. I said I admit that I liked her at first, but I found that our personalities were completely different. I don't care and I don't want to pretend to care. I guess she didn't hear the answer she wanted, so she told me to get together and leave. I said, yeah.

I'm not used to breaking up like this. I don't think she really wants to share it with me. I went to see her, but I didn't tell her to get back together, so I asked her if I would wait for her after school at night. We had a fight before, so did I. Give her a step down and she fooled herself. But this time, she said bluntly, what are you waiting for? Are you so serious? ... I asked her twice in a row, and she said, I don't like her anymore, so why should I look for her? I feel bad when I say that I broke up like this. She said that no matter how uncomfortable I am, I feel worse than her ... She also said that I don't like her anymore, so why should I let her give her the illusion that I still care about her? I didn't say I didn't like her, I just said I didn't know and I didn't say I didn't like her.

We can't even be together anyway. Many lovers. At noon that day, she was seen to keep her head down when she came to school, as if she didn't want people to see her crying red eyes.

A few days later, on my birthday, she quietly put the birthday present on my desk. A set of men's skin care products and a book. The book is a book she made for me, which contains some things between us, our daily life, some photos of us, and some net pictures and sentences, all of which mean that we hope to be together all the time. She is stupid, too. Senior three is very tight. She sleeps for three or four hours every day and works for nearly a month. But I can see that she is really attentive, and I am really moved after reading it.

Then I went to ask her again, and she said to sink for a while. We all thought about it, and I said yes. In addition to being moved, I really don't have much thought to be with her at this time. She said that she was writing this book before we broke up, but I didn't expect it to be like this. She struggled for a long time whether to give it to me or not. She made this book seriously. If I don't want it, I will give it back to her. Anyway, don't throw it away. I think I'll keep this book as a souvenir. I asked someone to return the skin care products she gave me, and she took them.

Oh, by the way, that book was taken away by my classmates as a joke, and then several classmates read it. My classmates call this book "love rat Manual". When she found out, she felt ashamed. ...

We haven't had any contact since then. After breaking up for half a year, she really didn't eat together again. My classmates also saw her running around the playground at night, but I don't know if it was because of too much pressure or something, and she didn't lose weight.

She is in no mood to study. She is really stupid and can't figure out what is the most important thing in senior three. Later, she didn't do well in the college entrance examination, so she didn't do well in the exam and went to a very poor school. Although our grades are almost the same, I am an art student, but she is not, and I have not delayed practicing my major. Unlike her, I didn't leave everything empty. The school I entered was much better than her.

After the college entrance examination, she finished eating at home, and her mother wouldn't let her skip dinner at night, so she began to eat. She hasn't eaten dinner for half a year, and when she eats dinner, she feels a little nauseous. It might hurt her stomach. But now it has been more than two years, and she has slowly adjusted her stomach.

When she went to college, she naturally lost weight, and a pair of long legs were thin and long, which was praised by everyone. But few people know that since then, she has been living in anxiety about her figure and appearance. In the past two years, she has to weigh herself several times a day. When she was young, she weighed herself three times a day and a dozen times a day. All her roommates think that she cares too much about being fat. In the eyes of others, she is not fat at all now, but she is still not satisfied. She always feels that she is not thin enough, and even pursues morbid thinness. But she repeatedly overeated, once gained 20 pounds in half a month, and then went on a diet. In this way, over and over again, gain weight, lose weight, lose weight, and then lose weight.

At the same time, she is also used to finding fault with her appearance, such as unsmooth face, mottled face and uneven skin color ... When others praise her, she either feels that others are kind to comfort her or that she is trying to cheat her. She stopped falling in love and kept her distance from all the boys who were kind to her. Because she knows that she is boring, even if a boy is interested in her, she believes that as long as she gets along, others will soon lose interest in her.

Fortunately, her family loves her very much and her friends are very kind to her. Her friends brought her a lot of touch and warmth, and also gave her confidence, which made her start to feel that she was a good girl and that she was worth it. Now, I still have some weight anxiety, but it can't affect her anymore. She is very happy and happy. She found her old self.

I am not interested in the latter, let alone think of her existence. Even our business has long been forgotten.

Why can I write these clearly? Because I am her.

I wrote the story of my ex-boyfriend and me from the moment we realized it. I have never mentioned these things to anyone except my real close friends. I want to say to every girl who is dissatisfied with her appearance, no matter whether we are influenced by others or feel inferior, we should find our own goodness instead of finding fault with ourselves. No one is perfect. We are beautiful whether we are fat or thin, and we deserve to be loved whether we are introverted or extroverted. As for those who always take pleasure in attacking us, don't listen, just stay away from them. Happiness is the most important thing.