At one night of several days ago, someone's image flew into my mind, that was her, my first girl-friend I met in Chung-Xin university. At that time, she had just broken up with her boy-friend; and I was only a freshman.
We fell in love soon after we seeing each other and we both wanted to devote our love forever, but we had just been getting along only for one very short year, then she left me and went with another guy who could give her more support and do something what she wanted to do with her, because I was really an annoying, easy to get angry and non-practical boy.
It really broke my heart and made me not dare to get another girl for almost 4 or 5 years. (Fortunately, I met another one but we have already broken up for almost 2 years.)
At that ramdon night, i got into google and tried to find any imformation of her, i found her email address but i was not pretty sure, so i just added her in my msn list. Maybe someday, when this girl logging on msn i can ask her that wether she is that girl i knew 11 years ago.
Last night, I saw the girl getting on net, and i tried to courage myself to ask her that if you were the girl i met on the side of a beautiful small lake on campus. After awhile, she answered: "it's been a long time not to see you." I knew, it was her. We talked about our current situations, but she didn't want to say anything about the past 10 years after we breaking up, she just said that there were too many things had happened in these years, and that she didn't even want to recall her sort of unhappy memories. I didn't know what happened to her but she was fine or not was the only thing I wanted to know. Through our conversation I knew that she was really good indeed.
At last I asked her that if she wanted to see me after I went back to taiwan. She seemed to be bothered by my question for a second and said: "let me think about it." In fact, I don't want to do anything about our previous relationship, I just want to be her friend because i don't like to say goodbye to someone I'v ever known forever and persuade myself that this girl has never exsited in my life.
10 years ago I'd said something like that: "I don't want to see her again," but now I know: it was not that I didn't want to see her, but I had no chance to do so.
I'm really happy to know that she is fine. The girl always appears in my sorrowful dreams.
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