就算努力成为他喜欢的样子,他眼中的那个人,也不是我。作者有话说:本宝宝有一个喜欢了很多年的汉子。以前,我经常会想,他喜欢的妹子到底是什么样的呢?我想得多了,还没来得及扑上去问,发现他已经换了好几任女朋友。她长头发,我以为他就喜欢黑长直;她性格张扬,我就以为他心仪活泼大方的;她聪明伶俐,我就以为他欣赏的是人家有主见……所以我自己的性格也忍不住根据我揣测出的他的喜好,变了又变。直到有一天,我发现,我变得已经不像我自己。我很难过,因为,他仍然没有因此看到我。 Even trying to be what he likes, the one in his eyes, is not me. The author has something to say: The baby has a guy who loves for many years. In the past, I often wondered what his favorite sister really was like. I had a lot to think about and had not even had time to ask and found that he had changed several of his girlfriends. Her long hair, I think he likes black long straight; her character publicity, I thought his favorite lively and generous; she is clever and clever, I thought he admired the others have assertiveness ... So my own character also forbear According to my guess of his preferences, changed and changed. Until one day, I found that I have become less like myself. I am very sad, because, he still did not see me.