Today is your birthday. Before I called you, we hadn't spoken for a long time. For a long time, I forgot the specific time. It's been about a year.
Hanging up the phone, I kept thinking about us, just like the movie "No Guess".
Two little kids play a dare game, one throws a question and the other has to say dare. So, they spent 20 years of their lives playing countless games, including sudden marriage, sudden repentance, until the last question: If you die, do you dare to love me?
They dare to do anything except admit that they love each other.
Why are we not.
How many times have to go through to be qualified to talk about today's topic?
I don't think of you all the time, and I never thought of taking the initiative to hang up with you at any time, but because of your understanding of me, of course you know the mood and reason why I hung up on you.
We are so tacit, that I stubbornly ask questions that you already know the answer to, and you ruthlessly expose my purpose.
You know, for so many years, I have dared to do anything, but tonight, at this moment, I suddenly understand that everything I have been missing to you is because I dare not easily break the tacit understanding and pattern of these years.
Yes, we have all matured after experiencing true love and hate. Perhaps this is the coming-of-age ceremony, which finally forces us to think from the perspective of adults after our heart is full of holes.
So you asked me if I dared to wait 3 years for a little boy to grow up because he loved me so much and I had to pay for it, and you said it was worth it. In fact, I can't sleep every day, and I also think about this problem. When you throw me a question that I have been afraid to answer, there can only be one answer - dare.
Therefore, when you are truly mature, you will find that many times, being brave is not because of bravery, but because of responsibility and responsibility.
I know that after today, we will no longer dwell on the stupid questions I asked you, and you will no longer say those boundless words stupidly. Our youth is over. I know that in the 20 years of life we have lived with each other, we have missed the intersection. We have been so close, and we have also traveled in different cities in order to get farther and farther. The trajectory of life finally throws us to one side.
I'll be fine, don't worry. happy Birthday. As long as you live, you must be happy every day.
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