Who has appreciated you in youth?

I liked a girl a long time ago. I accidentally saw her at a sports meeting. She felt that she was very beautiful, very gentle, and had a special temperament. This temperament deeply attracted me.

Since then I have been paying attention to her. I asked her friends from her friends, and all of her friends, as long as they know her, I will always go and chat with people, pretending to ask her about her situation, on the surface calm and low-key, I am ecstatic in my heart. I know her name, her height, her preferences, her strengths and weaknesses, her family background and even her ID number. I collect everything about her, make cockroaches, and even follow her unconsciously. I look forward to seeing her on the way I am going, meeting her in the dining hall where I eat, even though we are strangers every time. Human identity, but I can feel satisfied when I can see her. I like to see every look of her, every smile.

Very late, we have a class in the same classroom. At that time I always sat in the front row, but she liked to sit in the back row. I pretend that every lesson is listening carefully. In fact, I think about her every moment. I will turn my head and look at her seat if nothing happens. If she doesn't notice me, my eyes will be in her. Stay on the gentle face for half a second, then turn around with joy; if she and I just look at each other, I will hide her gaze and pretend to be looking at something else.

It’s been a long time since then, no one has found it, no one knows.

Until one day, when I turned my head hopefully, I found that her seat was still empty, the schoolbag was gone, and she skipped classes. I was disappointed, but I told myself that she must have something to worry about and had to leave early. But since then, a few classes have been like this. I didn't have the heart to listen to classes without her class, so I skipped classes.

Just as I walked through another classroom, I saw her through the glass wall. It was not her class, but she was sitting in the back row of the classroom, holding her gang in her right hand, and looking at her like I saw her. A boy not far from the front, with a smile on his face, enjoys happiness.

She skipped classes to see another boy? I smiled bitterly. It turned out that she, like me, was silently and far away watching the people she liked, admiring and obsessed.

I told myself that since such a person can be me, why can't she be her?

Things have passed for a long time. One girl added my QQ a day. She told me that I don’t know her, but she has known me for a long time. She knows my name, understands my character, my temper, my strengths and weaknesses. She knows everything about me. In the end, she said she liked me. I stopped talking, I was surprised that there was such a person who watched me and everything silently in a corner I didn't see. She said that she told me not to get anything from me, but to give myself an account, in order to respect myself at that time. I said that although I don't know you, your persistence and courage touched me. Use your persistence and courage to find the person you really love.

Not long ago, she told me that a boy she didn't know told her that the boy knew her character, temper, and preferences, and he paid attention to everything about her. She did not pay attention to having such a person, admiring herself as she admired me. She smiled, and I laughed too. We have such stories.

At that time, we were young, shy, and had our own love but refused to say it. We didn’t want to let others know. We liked to sneak up on TA, thinking that our experience was unique. I thought that my first love would be broken when I first touched it, but I didn’t know. You stand on the bridge to see the scenery, but the people watching the scenery are looking at you upstairs. When we look at others with appreciation, others are watching us with the same appreciation.

We are not lacking in love. What we lack is when we fall in love, but we dare not express it. Perhaps it is because of this that such love becomes pure, beautiful and beautiful.

Who has appreciated you in youth, maybe you already know, maybe you don't know.