It is not shameful to take the initiative to fight for it.

when I went to the bathroom, there were a lot of people, and while I was waiting in line, I scratched my finger across a book in the movie column.

I was just about to stand on tiptoe to remove Li Cangdong's "burning paper", but it happened to be taken away by the person next to me.

when I turned my head, I was surprised to see the BCG scar on his left arm.

the boy who is nearly 1.99 meters and likes Li Cangdong hit my aesthetic spot dead.

so I spent the rest of my time "looking for books carefully" while greedily looking at the reflection of us in the glass case. The height difference was too sense of security.

I repeatedly rehearsed in my mind: "do you like Korean movies, too?" But as soon as you exit it, you become mute.

when I came out of the bathroom, I happened to see him walking towards the door of the bookstore.

hesitated for half a minute, and I chased him out. As I followed him, I thought that if the next intersection was a red light, I would ask for Wechat.

what a coincidence, it's really a red light. But a minute countdown passed, the green light came on, but I turned and left.

I regret every step of the return journey. Apart from the regret that I may never see him again, I am more dissatisfied with my performance.

such remorse also happened two days ago.

the leader of the project team had the opportunity to watch the blogger shoot live, and he asked in the group, "who wants to join us?"

when I failed to apply for the Master of Film program, I wanted to go to the real studio a long time ago. In addition, I chased that account for less than half a year, and I took advantage of the job opportunity to provide several plays, and the shooting data was not bad.

several factors made me eager to try, but the moment I typed "I think" in the dialog box was overwhelmed by a new entanglement:

can I finish the task at hand?

when you struggle and choose to give up, you think you are only giving up this opportunity, but you have unwittingly formed the habit of "persuading yourself to give up".

one strategy in communication is to resort to fear, which I have to admit scares me.

because I realized that it was not a matter of one or two choices, but that I, who chose "give up" every time, seemed to press the "give up" option more and more often.

selection is inertia.

after work last night, although the cold air came, although I was very sleepy, I ran to the bookstore with the mentality of taking a chance.

I actually ran into him for the second time. I told myself that this was fate, and I wouldn't let him escape tonight.

he sat in the study area, looking carefully at the two big English notes at hand.

I sat down not far away, looked at him twice from time to time, and practiced "Hello, may I know you" on the paper over and over again?

around ten o'clock in the evening, he got up and began to clean up, and I followed the computer and pen on my desk and went out again.

but this time it was not so lucky. The green light was on at the intersection.

when I went home, I turned left and followed the crowd. in the confusion, I trotted to him and poked him in the arm.

he asked warily, "can I help you?"

when I returned to the side of the road, I looked at my mobile phone. He didn't pass the application right away, which made me feel humiliated.

when I swiped my card into the subway station, I once again knew why I would give up after hesitation.

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this kind of defenseless feeling that "I am not good enough" is really frustrating.

during my lunch break today, I went to a circle of friends posted by my college economics teacher, and suddenly thought of what she had said before: negative feelings are not cost .

I ran away from a series of negative feelings caused by his rejection, such as: the person who fell in love at first sight didn't remember me at all.