During the busy life, something still happened in my life. Unbelievable!
I can’t remember the accurate date when a boy began to send messages to me. Either I don’t know when he began to accompany me to go back my dorm in the deep night.
The turning point of my feeling to him was on May’26th, he asked me whether I had an umbrella that day, and told me that he still in hospital and outside was rained heavily. As soon as I received his message, I went to the hospital immediately and picked him up. Then we shared one umbrella to go back his dorm. To my surprise, it is the first time for me to realize that my feeling which we were under only one umbrella was not bad. I was sure that it was him but not others who could bring this special feeling to me. You know, I blushed when I said this.
I remembered I told my roommate this obscure feeling that midnight. I baldly said that I liked sort of the boy, because the feeling to share one umbrella was subtle and happy. I was a little excited to know that the first person whom he thought of at that critical moment was me. I knew he regarded me as his friend, which was one of the comfortable things in my life.
Then, I was still busy on everything around me, and didn’t take that rain day for serious. However, I gradually felt that he sent more messages to tell me his life than before. He told me his rotation in hospital, his excellent skills in some operations, and good comments for him from patients and junior students, and so on. Because there are always difficult situation happened on patients, he often finished those things very late without eating anything. I felt a little pained for his irregular work time at that period.
He often sent me messages when he was free, and told me twice that he cared me very much, though he never talked that or seldom showed his affection on me from his appearance. He is a coy boy, and don’t like to talk too much. He is lower than me, and seems younger than me. I never regard height and ages are necessary to relationship. Only his coyness, which reminds me that we two are totally different kind of persons to deal with things, made me a little worry.
I told him many times that he should express his ideas by face-to-fact talking, because this would let me know him effectively, but not always guess his thoughts by those messages. He replied that he hoped me not to mind his coyness, and said he didn’t like to talk from his childhood, and promised that he would express his ideas as possible as he can in the future.
Up to now, he hasn't said that he liked me, and I only guessed from his messages and behaviors that he seemed liking me a bit. Recently, a lot of classmates ask me about him, I answer directly that it really doesn’t matter that I am taller or older than him. I only wonder whether he can behave not as coyly as before. In this sophisticated society, one person who can’t sell himself to companies and others by effectively communications can be hardly noticed by “opportunities”.
However, except of his coyness, he is a good boy from his attitude toward people to his talents in his career.
He always watches me when we walked around our university in the evening, and I often glanced that he smiled silently and happily.
I can’t remember the accurate date when a boy began to send messages to me. Either I don’t know when he began to accompany me to go back my dorm in the deep night.
The turning point of my feeling to him was on May’26th, he asked me whether I had an umbrella that day, and told me that he still in hospital and outside was rained heavily. As soon as I received his message, I went to the hospital immediately and picked him up. Then we shared one umbrella to go back his dorm. To my surprise, it is the first time for me to realize that my feeling which we were under only one umbrella was not bad. I was sure that it was him but not others who could bring this special feeling to me. You know, I blushed when I said this.
I remembered I told my roommate this obscure feeling that midnight. I baldly said that I liked sort of the boy, because the feeling to share one umbrella was subtle and happy. I was a little excited to know that the first person whom he thought of at that critical moment was me. I knew he regarded me as his friend, which was one of the comfortable things in my life.
Then, I was still busy on everything around me, and didn’t take that rain day for serious. However, I gradually felt that he sent more messages to tell me his life than before. He told me his rotation in hospital, his excellent skills in some operations, and good comments for him from patients and junior students, and so on. Because there are always difficult situation happened on patients, he often finished those things very late without eating anything. I felt a little pained for his irregular work time at that period.
He often sent me messages when he was free, and told me twice that he cared me very much, though he never talked that or seldom showed his affection on me from his appearance. He is a coy boy, and don’t like to talk too much. He is lower than me, and seems younger than me. I never regard height and ages are necessary to relationship. Only his coyness, which reminds me that we two are totally different kind of persons to deal with things, made me a little worry.
I told him many times that he should express his ideas by face-to-fact talking, because this would let me know him effectively, but not always guess his thoughts by those messages. He replied that he hoped me not to mind his coyness, and said he didn’t like to talk from his childhood, and promised that he would express his ideas as possible as he can in the future.
Up to now, he hasn't said that he liked me, and I only guessed from his messages and behaviors that he seemed liking me a bit. Recently, a lot of classmates ask me about him, I answer directly that it really doesn’t matter that I am taller or older than him. I only wonder whether he can behave not as coyly as before. In this sophisticated society, one person who can’t sell himself to companies and others by effectively communications can be hardly noticed by “opportunities”.
However, except of his coyness, he is a good boy from his attitude toward people to his talents in his career.
He always watches me when we walked around our university in the evening, and I often glanced that he smiled silently and happily.
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