It's better to live together in the morning and evening than to live thousands of miles apart.

2065438+June 2008, I finally broke up with him.

I met him in the summer vacation of 15, when I was a sophomore and he graduated from senior three. We work part-time in the same KFC. He is two years younger than me, but he always treats me like a little sister. Sometimes when I am too busy, he will help me. After a period of time, I became acquainted and often went out to play together on holidays.

I told him that I lived in Hunan and my university was in Changsha. The farthest place I have been is to work part-time in Guangdong during the summer vacation, and I really want to see the sea. After he knew it, he planned it for a long time, and finally took me to see the sea at the end of the summer vacation, which moved me in a mess.

After returning to school, I will contact him every day until winter comes. He pretended to be joking and said that he would come to Changsha to see me. I said yes, he will come back with a big cotton-padded jacket. Then I got a call from him that weekend, saying that he wanted me to meet him at the school gate. I still remember the day when he rubbed his nose like an idiot and only wore a thin coat. Everyone around him is wearing down jackets. He also said that Changsha is so cold, a little colder than Guangdong.

He stayed in Changsha for three days. I watched fireworks, fountains, climbed mountains, visited the university town and ate various snacks with him. Like lovers in love, the night before he left, he told me that he wanted to see the snow. As a coastal person in Guangdong, he has never seen it with his own eyes. I told him that the weather forecast said it would snow tonight and he would see it when he got up tomorrow morning. He was silent for a long time, and then told me in a solemn tone that if it snows tomorrow, we will be together.

The next morning, before I woke up, he called me and excitedly told me to open the window quickly. It really snows! It's all white outside the window, which seems to witness the beginning of our pure and white love. We held hands and kissed for the first time when I sent him to the car at night.

From that day on, we began a long, difficult but sweet long-distance relationship. In another month or two, I will go to Guangdong to see him or he will come to Changsha to accompany me. I still have that stack of tickets.

We will also quarrel in the cold war, because we can't meet often, so there will be many small misunderstandings, but these are things that can be solved immediately when we meet and hug. But the most difficult thing to solve is not to be thousands of miles apart, but to be with you day and night.

/kloc-In May of 0/7, I went to Guangdong for an internship. We finally ended our long-distance relationship for more than a year and rented a house together. At first, I had a good time every day. After work, I will buy food and cook. During the break, we will go out to relax and travel together. Sometimes when I am tired and lazy, he cooks and washes clothes. But after a long time, the contradiction between them became more and more acute. I don't like his smelly socks lying around, I hate him playing games all day, smoking all the time, not washing dishes immediately after dinner, and I am getting more and more impatient with my nagging and restraint.

There are more and more quarrels, and hurtful words are getting worse and worse. The last straw that crushed us was a bucket of instant noodles. That day, I came home from work, and my stomach was very uncomfortable, so I asked him to cook dinner. He cooked in the kitchen for a while and then brought me a bucket of instant noodles. I was extremely disappointed at that time. I threw instant noodles in the trash can in front of him and locked myself in the bedroom to sulk. I heard him ask me to take me out to eat at the door and ignored him.

I haven't been in touch for four days. Finally, I couldn't hold back and called him. We made up. I don't think there is a cold war. After all, we love each other very much. We didn't quarrel again until my internship ended in March 18. After a few months, it seems that everything is the same as before, but only we know that there is a big problem between us.

I'll never tell him what to do for me, and I won't always take care of him. He will play games even more unscrupulously. He is absent-minded when I talk to him often, and I won't talk to him for long.

After the internship, I went back to school. During that time, I kept in very frequent contact. It's kind of like being together. After a week or two, I gradually lost contact. Sometimes I sent him a message the night before and got a reply at noon the next day. After a long time, I don't bother him much. In addition, near graduation, the school is too busy with all kinds of complicated things. Recruitment, thesis, graduation exam, qualification exam, everything needs more thought. I didn't look for him and he didn't look for me. Say good night for a long time occasionally.

I will leave school in June, and suddenly I find that I haven't contacted you for a long time. I looked through the chat records and stayed last Tuesday. I cried at the graduation ceremony because I was leaving. I don't know whether I was sad because I was leaving after graduation or because I wanted to give up this relationship in my heart.

I edited a long message and wanted to send it to him. I thought about it and deleted it. Finally, I just said goodbye. As expected, I didn't receive a reply. Three days after returning home, I packed my things and turned to the ticket to witness me and him. After thinking about it, I still can't bear to throw them away and seal them up. I finally received his short message before going to bed at night, only a short sentence, happy graduation, goodbye.

I thought that he would wear a bachelor's uniform to my graduation ceremony and take a photo with me before graduation, but now he has broken the relationship and tears can't help wetting the pillow. I put down my cell phone and thought about being together for more than two years. Maybe it's because they are too young and care too much. They can't control their feelings maturely and don't take care of each other's feelings. They hurt themselves and each other, but whatever the outcome, I still hope he can be happy.