? One day, we got together and chatted with oranges. I didn't mean to sigh that a good girl as sensible as she is really hard to find. Orange looked up at me. As usual, she put down her teacup and looked out of the window. She told me a story slowly.
? At that time, the orange was still a "green orange", young, with love and dreams, with all the little problems that a little girl of that age should have. Then the orange met Kay.
? Colleagues are single and working on a project with similar interests. The other party is still a handsome guy with a lot of water. One night, they worked overtime together and forgot to zip up the orange cotton-padded jacket when they went out. Kay squatted down and zipped the orange, then smiled at her and said, "It will be cold."
? Oranges are like this. They will fall in love with Kay completely. Juzijun said that when she first fell in love with Kay, she was a little melodramatic. When her hand is cut, she will tell Kay that it hurts so much. On rainy days, she would cry and call Kay to pick her up, saying that she was afraid of thunder. I like the surprise of birthday presents and the popcorn in the cinema. Love falls on Kay's arm when it's okay. She asks if you love me, and if you love me the most. I took a sip of tea and said casually, this is not melodramatic, girls in love are like this. The orange's face changed a little, but soon it was calm again.
? Orange likes Kay very much, but Kay doesn't seem to like oranges very much.
? At first, Kay was interested in oranges, but later she became a little cold. Until that day, orange's birthday, I waited for Kay's call for a long time. Orange called Kay in horror and cried that today was my birthday. Have you forgotten? Kay on the other end of the phone paused for 2 seconds, and then said simply, "Sorry, I'm a little busy recently." Then there was no sound.
? On that day, orange had its own birthday.
? In order to save Kay, Orange began to become sensible. She would not be bombarded by phone messages every day as before, nor would she tell Kay what she liked, nor would she ask him for it. Walking in the street, she would carefully hold Kay's hand and then let it go inadvertently. I nodded and praised everything Kay said. She never lost her temper with Kay again and never asked Kay to pick her up on business. She is as smart as a mass of air, carefully suspended around Kay.
Orange said she just hoped that her understanding would make Kay like her again. Of course, maybe Kay never liked her before.
? But the orange failed. They broke up soon.
After falling in love, orange has completely turned into a "sensible girl". I won't spoil my boyfriend. I don't think it's surprising that I don't have a birthday present. I never need someone to pick me up when I go out, even if I can't get a taxi in the rainstorm. She has a surprisingly good temper. She almost never loses her temper with her boyfriend, no matter who is right or wrong, no matter what. I do all the housework by myself, take good care of my boyfriend and tolerate all the bad temper of the other party. Never buy useless things, let alone let others buy things for themselves. No matter what important festivals, oranges live as usual.
? Once, a male colleague said that his wife couldn't get a taxi in the rain and called him to cry. Many people laughed, and some laughed that his wife was too clingy and unreasonable. The male colleague joked, "My wife doesn't need to be sensible." The orange hand who is distributing mineral water to everyone suddenly paused. The words of orange made her mind white for a moment, but she still smiled and gave the mineral water to everyone.
? Orange smiled at me and said, look, so people who are truly loved never need to be sensible. Because someone will miss all your joys and sorrows, and everything you tolerate is just what he takes for granted. Only your lover will give you a life, happy city. The orange's eyes become flickering, like the dry moss fog on the bronze statue, like the red people coming out from the drunken lamp, like the scorching sun frozen by the cold air from the south, like the cold air pouring down the chest in the button unbuttoned by the heating traveler.
We all want to live as the best people in each other's eyes, and hope that the thoughts in our mouths will become the years around us. I hope that from the moment I meet him (her), winter will be over and the Milky Way will be bright. But many times, acacia will become useless, and the beautiful galaxy will become the way home. I went to the north, but my old friend went to the south. Once love is exhausted, or never begins, everything you do wrong will be full of evil, and everything you pay will become natural. When people laugh, they are either bored or miserable, so those sensible girls are not making trouble in the mountains, just for each other. The romance here doesn't matter.
After all, everyone knows: shallow joy is like a pale dog, only deep love is like a long wind.