【Baker Wants to Enjoy】Lovelorn, what should I do?

A few days ago, the younger brother sent a message, saying that he would bring his girlfriend home for dinner later . The younger brother has a girlfriend. Both of them are currently not very stable in their jobs. The woman is still six years younger than him. My mother is very worried about this matter. She wants him to think about the future, focus on the key points, and also consider that the girls have not graduated from high school, and life will be very hard in the future; "It's okay! The love is just beginning, let him try it! We are the same way. I came here." As a senior, my second brother and I fully understand the surging heart of my brother at this moment, and we also understand that worrying about these things is of no use. It is better to discuss how to comfort him when he is brokenhearted.

I said to my second brother, you should be the most experienced! In college, I had a period of separation anxiety. At that time, I was in tears almost every day, and the piercing pain could only be relieved by video chatting with my family and girlfriend. They will always try their best to comfort me:

"It's okay, time will dilute everything."

"I understand, I also have homesickness, thank you for your hard work."

"Some people don't even have family and girlfriends, you are very lucky!"

I know that, but in my emotions, I can't listen to these words at all. I'm not bothered to repeat the same scenes every day, maybe they are about to suffer from anxiety.

One day, I opened the video and found that only my second brother was at home. After a while of silence, the emotions are ready, the twitching corners of the mouth are ready, and the tears in the eyes are ready. "I... lost my love... what should I do..." I was so scared that I didn't feel sad anymore. At this moment, I just think about how to comfort him.

I don't have the face to say that time will dilute everything, because I can understand it best, time may dilute the pain, but it's like a fine drizzle every day in the Qigu Salt Mountain, God knows how long this process is. In that case, let's try the second trick! Share your lovelorn experience and tell him, I understand!

I've been dating my wife since high school for twelve years now. I'm rarely asked, and I don't bother to explain. I always say that we are each other's first love.

In those days in my country, Jay Chou, Angela Chang, and Lin Junjie were not so big, which gave Taiwanese people a reason to stay in front of the TV on New Year's Eve. The dreams of Luo Zhixiang and Wang Leehom have not been shattered, and the youth of 5566 is still there. This can be understood from the long hair styles of the boys who have been lifted from the ban and all kinds of long hair styles with perm. It was also a period of outbreak of idol dramas. Fighting Kings, Love Magicians, Oriental Juliet, Girls Over Flowers... "The young master fell in love with the village girl" or "The poor girl is actually the daughter of a rich family", even if it is just a skin change , even if the protagonist has not changed at all, it can still become our hot topic.

"Boys just want to be cool and bad," shouting loudly in a freshman registration classroom full of strangers, having long forgotten which female classmates were. I have been afraid of things and kind since I was a child. If I can be handsome, I can only pretend to be cool! So on the first day of middle school, I sat alone in the corner, fiddling with the curtains in front of me, hoping to shake off some gloomy temperament; it may be that young masters love cheerful girls! The entire classroom was filled with high-energy, high-frequency sounds, but they misunderstood that being cheerful is not the same thing as being noisy.

So I could clearly feel that there was an aura that was just like me, out of place. This thin girl with a low ponytail was reading a book while dragging her cheeks. The sun shone from the window, making her already fair skin more elves; around her, noise couldn't get in, and time didn't seem to pass . Fortunately, after changing seats many times, this unusual girl was always nearby, we could chat very well, and occasionally we could spend ten minutes after class in an instant.

"I like her," my classmates told me. Making friends has always been a chore for me, a cynical peer who fits in well, talks well, and understands me. It's hard to find, but she can almost be my best friend. Obviously, this kind of pure friendship is not recognized, and I gradually denied my own friendship in various denials. Just in confusion, I lost the gambling game with my friends and confessed.

"Maybe I like you too!" I thought she agreed. However, in the days that followed, we could no longer chat, and more often we passed notes. I tried asking her out, sending Valentine's gifts and cards, but I couldn't change the embarrassment and speechlessness when we met. We didn't hold hands, we didn't date, and we didn't have any reason to add the word male or female in front of our friends. In this way, we never spoke again, until graduation, until my wife and I met, until now.

I can be considered broken- hearted , but it's not; we have been together, maybe, it's not!

My wife and I were high school classmates for three years, but we didn't know each other until our third year. At this age, a high school class is like a small society. There can be three or four small groups of less than forty students, and we, who belong to different ethnic groups, have always been just nodding acquaintances. In order to promote the atmosphere of reading, the tutors of the first and second year of high school will let the good grades be "little teachers", and deliberately arrange others to be strengthened to sit around. At the same time, we who have won this honor, naturally avoid each other.

In the third year of high school, the tutor almost divided the students who wanted to go to school and those who didn't want to go to school. It was the first time that we were so close to each other. The tall, thin girl with a high ponytail grinned and danced. She loves outdoor activities and doesn't care about being exposed to the sun shining like her, and her wheat-colored skin is tanned. Around her, there were always laughter and lively voices, and even time sped up here .

"You are really a very interesting person!" She said from the bottom of her heart when she couldn't help herself with a smile in her doubtful and embarrassed eyes. She can always find a point of laughter in my words that should not be a point of laughter, and I can always be amused by her behavior; then when I finally recover, I can say something, and inexplicably provoke me she laughs...

Laughing proudly and sitting with her feet open, she was always so informal. We were like buddies, punching each other's deltoid muscles, spamming each other more often, and chasing each other all over the campus. Because the home is only one road away, playing football and reading books together has become a regular itinerary for holidays. Such a natural and tacit collocation, of course, cannot escape the eyes of the classmates, but I am sure that this time it is not just friendship.

After the self-study dinner that night in high school, we chatted as usual in the corridor outside the women's toilet. After a period of silence, I uttered those three words tremblingly; "Clam?" in her style, and then another moment of silence.

"A, promise me; B, reject me; please don't CDEFG, give me a treat!" I was probably frightened by my previous experience to say such shameless words.

"But my mind is really blank now, give me another week to think about it!" Well... as expected, she was still the one who didn't play cards according to the rules of the cards, she just chose C for me!

"Would you like to give me your hand?" It was a week later, and she forced me to say it, a decent confession.

She is my second girlfriend and my first love !

When the story comes to this, I am surprised to find that maybe I have never been in love at all, and I don't understand the pain of being in love! I understand, I understand that it sounds like enough bullshit, and I am afraid that it will have the opposite effect. But the second brother was sobbing and broke down in an instant, so I could only try the last trick of "pain is more obvious"!

"Don't be sad, look at my brother, you are far away from your hometown, you can't see your family and girlfriend, you still have someone to accompany you! You are already very lucky!"

"But...but...you still have a girlfriend!"

As a result, my brother cried even more, but I comforted myself. I would like to sincerely thank my second brother for making my separation anxiety feel like it never happened for such a period of time.

Looking back on the past, I really think that comforting people requires skills . Not only does he have to be sincere and empathize with him, but he is even more miserable than him; he should really pay 120,000 points of respect and apology for the family who devoted so much effort to his ignorant self. We continued to have a heated discussion, discussing who should push this important responsibility of comforting my younger brother's brokenhearted love, and even my mother started to do housework that she didn't usually do. At this time, my brother and his girlfriend opened the door and came in...

"Where are you going to play with your siblings today?"

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📝There are a few questions I would like to ask you all :

✔️Have you ever had an unforgettable lovelorn experience ?
✔️ What qualities make you think he/she is the right person ?
✔️ Do you have any experience or advice for comforting a brokenhearted person ?

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✔️ Valentine's Day Special: The reason I like you, I have never been able to tell / I love you, I love you
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