I've liked that guy for a long time. I like his two ways, one is blatant, the other is discreet. I am the latter. I haven't had a chat record since freshman year. I always habitually open his head, habitually study the music and tweets he shared, and habitually giggle.

There will be times when I really want to chat with the other person, but I am always afraid that the first sentence I open will make the other person disgusted. In order to have a perfect start, I really want to know more about each other before I take the initiative to chat. I wonder if he likes light music, movies, mystery novels and himself.

Some things, if you are afraid, you will miss it. At 5 am, I woke up in a daze. Looking at the time, I habitually entered his circle of friends. Because the other party has the habit of deleting friends, I am always afraid of missing every move of the other party. At 3: 30 in the morning, he shared "I seem to have seen you somewhere".

Probably because I know his circle of friends too well. The moment I saw this song, I intuitively jumped out of an idea: he has someone he likes. This is obviously just a guess without evidence, but I am sad for a long time. I wanted to ask him more than once if he liked anyone, but every time I saw the empty chat box between them, I held back.

I finally shared Joey Yung's song "Fear" at 6: 30 in the morning: "I know unrequited love is thrilling, but I'm not out of danger yet." After sharing that moment, I suddenly envied that "spare tire". The spare tire has at least some qualifications to be kind to the person I like, and I can't even get a "start".

Yesterday was my birthday. Many friends wished me a happy birthday. I sent a high-profile circle of friends for the first time, trying to get his attention. And I didn't even wait for a compliment. At this point, the story is over. Secret love has no ending.