Gay Straight Story: How great would it be if you were a girl? | born so, I’m sorry

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The first time I saw Chen Hao was in the student interview.

He was sitting in front of me, wearing a white shirt, jeans, two nice dimples, and the sun was shining on his face, very nice.

He smiled at me, perhaps casually. “Nervous? It’s ok, I hear the pass rate is quite high.”

“Er… Isn’t it? I…… It’s all right.”

“Hey hey, come on!”

“……”

I was so incoherent that EVEN I didn’t know if it was the interview or him.

This thought is accidental meeting and greeting is the fate of me and him, but a strange combination of circumstances, he and I have passed the interview, and later were transferred to the same department. On the day of the department meeting, we recognized each other immediately and added each other to WeChat.

And then we started working together…

He works in a serious, earnest manner, without distractions. If we hadn’t worked together for a long time, I would have thought he was cold and unsmiling. In fact, he is very outgoing, but a little slow to warm up.

I love to see him smile, dimples hide a lot of sweetness.

After regular meetings and work, we became more and more tacit understanding. So, we naturally became best friends in life.

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Both Chen Hao and I have the habit of taking a walk after lunch. Since I became familiar with him, there would be a figure waiting for me under the tree in front of the dormitory building at sunset every day.

We talked about the past together, after fantasy, play, tired together sat on the playground stone ladder, quietly watching the sunset……

One day, it was extremely hot, so we made an appointment to go to the barbecue outside the school for some cold beer in the evening.

There was a breeze in the evening, and the cold beer cooled off. We talked about the boring and tedious things in the student union, joked about college life together, and sometimes comforted each other inexplicably.

His eyes suddenly turned and he told me to look in the direction he was looking. A pair of boys, hand in hand, were walking toward the school, carefully observing the people nearby.

He asked me, “College is college, everything, don’t you think?”

“HMM… Good, better than single dogs like us.” I replied with a smile.

“Then maybe we can be together!” “He blurted out.

I was stunned and did not know how to answer.

He broke the silence quickly. “You’re scared. You’re joking.”

“Don’t ah, said all so said, I don’t dislike you,” I responded jokingly.

He smiled at me, dropped the subject, and after a while, we returned.

Now that I think about it, I wish it hadn’t been a joke. And I, in the self-delusion of “mutual affection”, after a few struggles, chose to declare to him formally.

From then on, I was left alone in the playground at sunset.

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Although I had a determination that the decoration would never come back, I still couldn’t express my feelings to him in person because of my shyness after many agonies, so I chose to use the phone.

I have forgotten what I said at that time, only to remember, he fell into silence. Perhaps his silence was the best answer.

I pretended to be proud and told him, “You see, I’m being duped. I’m playing truth or Dare.”

After a long time, he called, “Well, let’s go to bed early. We have class tomorrow.”

After a hasty answer, I hung up the phone and sat in the dormitory for an hour. Then I got up and aimlessly walked around the place where he and I often went. Then I sat on the stone ladder and watched the setting sun dyed red in the sky.

Then one hot summer night, I was out shopping and I happened to see him out drinking with some friends. He seemed to have had a lot to drink. When his friend saw me, he waved to me and asked me to help him.

While I was still hesitating, he stumbled toward me. I ran to support him, briefly spoke to his friend, and walked back to the dormitory with him on his shoulder.

All the way, he pulled me here and there for a while, while holding my head and crying.

In the playground after the stone ladder, he suddenly stopped, in the moonlight, tearful eyes dance two people stare at each other, he stretched out his hand, gently wiped my tears, I rambling said a: “SORRY!”

He hugged me once more, kissed me on my forehead, leaned in my ear, said some drunken words, and turned away. I stood there watching his back go away in the moonlight…

Since then, the two of us are very tacit understanding of the other party, a few times, but also hurriedly look at the embarrassment. I began to remove him from my mind, and slowly, even by chance, it went from awkward to strange. Later, he chose to go out to practice, AND I rarely saw him again. The boy in white eventually left me…

“Much later

The original and some people the best ending

I just don’t hear from each other.”

Life goes on, I never stop, he came to my youth for a while, although I am no longer attached to the relationship that has ended before it started, I still remember that day clearly.

Drunk that night, he said to me, “I wish I were a girl.”

Chenhao, maybe from the beginning, we were wrong.

But I want to say to you, “If THERE is the next life, I want to be a girl, just the way you like, and then I want to meet you again.”

I was born this way. I’m sorry.