It seems that one night long ago, a sister took me to eat Spicy Hot Pot, and I asked her if she wanted to drink some beer. She said, "My boyfriend doesn't let her drink with other boys.". So I drank beer and ate Spicy Hot Pot alone, looking at the sad girl in front of me. Later, I didn't know why she ordered a bottle of beer. I could feel that she was in a bad mood, but I didn't know what to say (the monk was still shy at that time). She said she could only drink one bottle. After dinner, we took a walk on the street in early summer. I asked her about the city where her boyfriend who hadn't seen for three months was? What do you do?
Probably because of alcohol, she cried bitterly as she spoke. She said in front of a man (monk) that she missed her boyfriend very much. She gave her boyfriend who worked in a different place various reasons: "He was very busy at work, had to socialize, and was tired, so he didn't contact me", and then said: "I also know that he was very busy and tired, and I didn't want to disturb him. But I just wanted to find someone to eat with me, chat, take a walk...", and then I couldn't stop crying.
The monk was most afraid of girls crying, so I asked her shamelessly: Can I hold you? (Don't ask silly questions in the future, just hug). She looked at me with red eyes, but she was still very rational and refused (still not handsome enough). I think hugging is the best way to comfort people.
It suddenly occurred to me that my girlfriend (the only ex-girlfriend), who was also in a different place, would she do the same. So I called her, which probably meant that if someone took care of you for me, talked with you, talked with you, and gave you a polite hug, I would still be very happy. She was very angry and thought I was unreasonable. Yes, she didn't know what I realized at that time: missing is sometimes a kind of piercing pain, like drinking a glass of cold water in this winter, and then slowly turning into tears. Such tears are in front of me, and I can't bear it and I don't want her to experience such pain when I'm not around.
After hanging up, I did another shameless thing. I called the girl's boyfriend. The man's words are very simple: your girlfriend wants you to cry, you call him! Later, it was said that the man regarded me as a mortal enemy! After 15 seconds, the girl's phone rang. After that, all kinds of explanations changed from tears to laughter about two hours later.
If a strange man calls me and says that my girlfriend is crying there. Nima, rush to kill him! Jealousy is the enemy of long-distance love. Envy begets doubt, and doubt begets hate. Love and hate are intertwined, and those who are unwilling or unwilling to let go are long-distance love.
Later, another sister asked me that their male colleagues were very affectionate and sincere. Then she refused. The reason is that she has a long-distance boyfriend, and she doesn't like this male colleague. Her question is: Do you want to tell her boyfriend about it?
As a "professional", my answer is quite shameless: "Girl, you have finally met your true love. You see how much people love you, and how sincere their confession is. You also know that they are from another unit. Together, together! You just need to tell your boyfriend about this matter, and he will probably take the initiative to break up! You have found your true love, and he is relieved. This is good for everyone."
"Girl, don't you tell your boyfriend that you can't hold back? A simple sister like you who can both confess her life and body to her boyfriend can hold back tonight, but not tomorrow night. If you want to tell her, just call me, and my brother will help you. The direct result of telling him is that you will be divided immediately. He is not very busy recently, and his body is not good, and then you have little contact, and your feelings are becoming more and more dull? Don't stimulate him any more." I fanned the wind and lit the ghost fire to the best of my ability.
Long-distance love is very hard. If one thing is not good for your love, keep silent (the girl above broke up the next day when she said it). Telephone and text communication is always one-sided to see the person's raised corners of the mouth, flashing eyes, unable to hear the rapid pace and pounding heartbeat. What you say can only express 20%, while other information is communicated through eyes, expressions and actions.
Sanmao said, "If love doesn't fall into the real life of dressing, eating, sleeping and counting money, it won't last long." The real love is not nervous, that is, it can burp, fart, dig ears and run nose in front of him without hesitation; The person who really loves you is the person you can meet without washing your face, combing your hair and making up.
Love will eventually return to life, life is to be together. Long-distance love is a state that needs to be carefully maintained and handled by us. It has its own beauty. Sometimes it is painful and happy to miss and you cannot extricate yourself. It has its own helplessness. It is ecstatic when meeting and reluctant to part when separating. But if you choose, please insist and create conditions together.
Long-distance love is most afraid of not having the hope of being together. If the light of hope is not off and the love is still there, he will not leave.
Finally, long-distance lovers should never quarrel on the phone and talk about breaking up. They must face each other face to face, because maybe when you see her expression when she says something, you can't bear to do that.