His first love was someone else's wife

We met in 2001 when we attended the same private high school. We were in our second year that year, and I'll call her Xiaoli (pseudonym).
She was very beautiful, with fair skin, 165cm tall, and in the humanities stream,
while I was in the science stream. She liked writing in her diary and later developed a passion for photography. I started pursuing her in my second year of high school, and continued until the eve of the college entrance exam, but she barely paid any attention to me. At that time, she seemed much more mature and rational than me. We were the same age.
A few days after the college entrance exam, I called her, and she finally agreed to be my girlfriend. Later, she told me that she didn't want to delay her exam preparation, so she didn't want to pursue a romantic relationship.
During summer vacation, she came to my house, and I later went to hers. Back then, we were really innocent; at most, we held hands, hugged, and kissed, but we didn't do anything else.

Later, unfortunately, we went to different universities in different cities. The first few years were really tough. To visit her, I scrimped and saved, saving all my money for food for a whole month. I remember once arriving in Wuhan with only a little over 20 yuan. Looking back, I was so naive then. For the person I liked, I didn't think much; if I wanted to see her, I had to. Even if I missed class, even if I had no money, even if it was snowing heavily outside.
One particularly memorable time was when she came to visit our school. I was so happy. We studied together in the classroom, walked in the park, went to the movies, and went to the supermarket. One day, we went to a karaoke bar with classmates and drank a lot. Afterwards, we went back to our place (I rented my own place for the last two years of university), and unable to suppress our passion, we started making love, undressing each other. But when I tried to penetrate her, she suddenly sobered up and refused. I didn't force her because I knew her. She always insisted on saving her most precious things for her wedding day. So I always respected her wishes.
Because she always kept a diary, she later gave me all the diaries she wrote during university, most of which were about me, which touched me deeply.

In the last six months of my senior year, as graduation approached, I thought we were finally going to be together. Everything was ready,
and then she said, "Let's break up!" I asked her why. She said, "I have a new boyfriend." I didn't say anything. I hung up the phone, went outside, ran 20 laps around the school track, then went back to my place and didn't eat or leave the house for three days. I don't know how I got through that time. Later

, I said that even if we were breaking up, we should have said it in person, but that request was also rejected. So, we broke up over the phone. And just like that, I graduated, went to Shenzhen, and began a new chapter in my life.

On the eve of my wedding, I burned all the diaries and letters she had given me.
Now my daughter is seven years old. I heard from her classmates that she married a man from the north and had a son… Even though I have her phone number, I don't want to disturb her life anymore. The image of her walking around our school in a white dress remains deeply etched in my heart.

Life is full of regrets, and there are no "what ifs." Perhaps this is my fate. Thank you for being in my life! It brought me so many wonderful times!
Once you've seen the ocean, other waters seem insignificant; once you've beheld the clouds of Wushan, other clouds seem pale in comparison.

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