She finally reached the blind date corner. What is the living condition of the leftover women in China?

One of my junior high school female classmates, if she is big, is not really big. She was born more than 20 days before me, and she is a beautiful teenager who claims to be eighteen forever.

I probably met her in grade one. If I don't remember, I was in Grade One, and she was in Grade Two. Because we went to junior high school on the same road, we often met on the road, so we got acquainted, but we were not assigned to a class until Grade Three. Later, I went to a high school to attend high school. There are more than 800 students in our high school, but only a dozen of them come from the same junior high school as me, so although we are not in the same class for three years, we still have a lot of contacts because we come from a junior high school. After I went to college, although I was in Nanning and she was in Harbin, I kept in touch with my old classmates. After graduating from college, although I am engaged in different industries in different cities, because of the development of mobile social networks, contact is easy and frequent.

I took pains to describe how I met her, in the same class, then in different classes, then in different schools, then in different cities and industries, but still kept in touch, just to explain one thing: the long-lasting friendship gave me a certain understanding of her emotional situation.

She was left behind.

In middle school, there were actually boys chasing her. I know a boy who likes her. In the summer vacation after the senior high school entrance examination, the boy begged me to go to her village with him to find her-because she was afraid of finding her, she didn't come out, so she called me, as if she were an old classmate-when the boy chased the girl, he was also considerate.

I always remember that afternoon, that boy called her name outside her courtyard wall, and I helped him. Two or three minutes later, she came out in a long skirt. I have known her for four years and saw her wearing a skirt for the first time. Before, she only wore pants at school.

Seeing us, she jumped out of the low courtyard wall in a skirt-that was the first time I saw her ladylike side.

She told us that the family was too strict to take us into the house or chat outside the hospital. If her parents come back, she will run away.

But that afternoon, the boy finally didn't dare to confess. She probably knows that the boy likes her or not, but it doesn't matter. Many years later, she told me that she always thought that learning was the first thing in middle school. Only by studying hard can she not regret it. It's a pity that she has been working hard, but she has not studied well. It's just that she went to college and no one else studied. Her grades were better.

But in college, she didn't fall in love. Although she is studying in a normal school, although there are many normal girls, after all, her figure, appearance and temperament are all there, and there are still boys chasing her, but she doesn't like it. She said that when she entered the normal school, she fell in love with a senior, who was very tall and Shuai Shuai, and who was also very capable. However, when she found out that the senior had a girlfriend, she buried this feeling in her heart and later put her energy into it.

After graduation, she went to a primary school in Daqing to teach English. The simple environment of the school suits her simple personality. However, there are almost no unmarried members of the opposite sex of the same age in her primary school, and her usual social circle is also very small. There are only dozens of WeChat friends, so after working for one or two years, enthusiastic colleagues, big sisters, relatives and friends who care about her are also trying their best to help her bridge the gap, and she is forced to embark on blind date trips again and again.

According to her, blind date is actually quite painful. I've met all kinds of crooked melons and cracked dates. Every time I meet such a person, I really envy people who are in free love. She wanted to fall in love early, but there was no chance. She said that she had encountered a similar situation and tried to communicate, but in the end it was as short as three to five days and as long as a month. She found it impossible and then parted ways. I laughed at her and said that your emotional experience was rich enough, but she disagreed. She felt that she was still a blank sheet of paper. Those who try to communicate are not "feelings", let alone "love", and agree.

For two or three years, every time after 8 o'clock, she said she was asleep. At first, I was surprised. How can I go to bed so early? Later, I couldn't help asking. She replied that it was actually insomnia. Before 9: 00 or 8: 30 every day, I count sheep in bed. I lost round after round, but I still couldn't sleep. Finally, I dare not look at the time, and I don't know how long I slept. The reason why I go to bed early is just to count sheep, just to empty myself. If 165438+, I thought she was nervous. Now I think about it, maybe she is stressed.

I don't know many stories about leftover women. She is the last person who should not leave.