Translated by AI model deepseek-flash.
Source Language: Simplified Chinese, Target Language: english, Translation Time: 2026-10-19 11:16
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Date: 26.1.1
Friends, Interpersonal Relationships
In middle school, I got to know quite a few people and made quite a few friends. A large portion of them—we got along pretty well back in middle school—lost contact once high school started. By now I only remember that there was such a person, but I can't even recall their name or appearance. During the vacation in my third year of middle school, two girls asked me for help with some problems. I'm an i person, and I was very happy that someone talked to me and needed me. After the high school entrance exam, I heard that the two of them went to No. 2 and No. 3 High Schools (the horse-cart schools), yet I felt a kind of guilt, a little self-blame, always feeling that I hadn't explained the problems well enough back then.
I still remember one of my middle school classmates to this day—maybe I liked her a little back then. I'm an introverted person: whoever is good to me, I like from the bottom of my heart. I remember she was very good to me and very gentle. Sometimes she also asked me for help or asked me questions. Now, seeing the Moments she posts, I find that she already has a boyfriend, and I feel a faint sense of loss. I think those feelings I had back then were a secret crush.
When high school started, perhaps because I had gotten into Xinzhong, I became a bit puffed up, so during the first semester of my first year of high school I was relatively outgoing and cheerful. Maybe it was exactly because I was more outgoing back then that I made a few friends I could get along with for a longer time.
Back then, in the first semester of my first year of high school, right after school started, I fell for a girl. She was very pretty. Sometimes I'd talk to her or give her things whether I had a reason to or not. I think she knew at the time that I liked her, but she was always polite, treating me like a somewhat familiar classmate. But nothing ever happened between us. At the time I liked her so much. She was so pretty. Whatever I did, I thought of her—wondering what she was doing, whether she had caught a cold, whether she had been happy over the past few days... Later, gradually, I wasn't as enthusiastic or proactive. Maybe I was tired, or had become introverted, or had been in a bad mood for a long time. It was probably near the end of the semester, or around the beginning of the second semester of my first year of high school, that my contact with her gradually decreased. One day, long afterward, I suddenly found that I could view her Moments. At first I was definitely a little thrilled, but then I found that she seemed to have a boyfriend. I felt a little taken aback, and then came a deep sense of loss.
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