“I’m going to the restroom, excuse me!” I used the bathroom as an excuse to calm my emotions. I returned to the room about five minutes later. I was still very nervous, and although I tried to hide it, she saw right through me and smiled, asking, “Are you nervous?” (Oh my gosh! This is like pushing me to the edge!) My expression must have been one of confusion, not knowing what to do (I couldn’t exactly say my mom told me not to casually kiss girls, could I?). I was still sweating on my forehead.
“What I said earlier was all true. I really had a great time today. But today is my birthday, and you didn’t give me a gift? But… still, thank you!”
A gift? That snapped me back to reality. I mustered all my courage and handed her the lyrics I had written the night before, telling her, “I didn’t know what to give you. I like writing songs… This is a freshly baked piece from yesterday, I hope you like it.”
She unfolded the folded paper, and the title of the piece was “Treasured Collection.” She happily read the content aloud.
Treasured
In the wind and rain, it feels so tranquil,
The lost me always seems lonely.
The joyful mood continues to this day,
You make my heart rise and fall.
Only after experiencing true love do I understand there’s no regret,
The genuine feelings given are always hard to take back.
You will understand the sincere emotions,
What I can’t forget is your face.
When you walked into my life,
All the love I held tightly was given to you.
I can’t give you any promises,
I’m just afraid… of breaking your heart.
When you walked into my life,
The treasured letters, every word and sentence.
The distance of love has no gaps,
Only because… I love you.
When I intervened in your life,
I realized I couldn’t leave you.
…..
She looked at me deeply, but I didn’t dare to meet her gaze (that feeling should be like secretly looking at her). However, I could probably sense she had something to say to me.
“Do you like me?” She indeed had something to say.
“Is this how you feel about me, just like the lyrics say?” And she even asked two questions in a row.
I didn’t know how to answer her? And she fell silent.
The music continued with the last song, yet we couldn’t hear each other’s voices. In any case, apart from the melody playing, that private room felt like an empty box, or rather, a music box. It wasn’t until the screen displayed “Thank you for your visit” that we slowly walked out of the room.
“Tell me, how do you feel about me?” She held onto me tightly, her gaze very determined.
I remained silent. Strictly speaking, I didn’t know how to express my feelings? With a pen, I could unleash infinite courage, freely writing everything I wanted to say, but right now… I truly couldn’t do it.
We walked on the pedestrian path, as the cars were parked far away, and the silence made this distance feel endless. Although I had a thousand words in my heart, I didn’t know where to start?
“Say you like me!” She pressed me again, but this time I couldn’t remain silent any longer, because her eyes were already filled with tears, and I felt… such great pressure.
“I… I like you, just like the lyrics say, but…” She stopped me from continuing, leaning her whole body on my shoulder, and started to cry.
She has always been an optimistic and cheerful person; this was the first time I saw her cry, and it felt like a thousand needles were piercing my chest, yet I was powerless, not knowing how to comfort her?
She cried so hard that she could barely speak, my clothes were completely soaked, and the two of us stood there on the pedestrian path. After twenty minutes, she lifted her head, her eyes swollen from crying.
“Alright! Don’t do this, or people will think I bullied you!” I gently wiped away her remaining tears with a handkerchief, and this was also the first time I touched her face.
“I look ugly when I cry, don’t I?” Her expression after crying was like that of a child. I couldn’t help but laugh, and she laughed along.
