After college, I was heading home. On the metro, I saw a guy and instantly liked him. I kept looking at him for quite a while.
Then I thought, why not gather some courage and ask for his phone number? What if I never see him again after today?
As soon as I thought that, I acted on it.
I went up to him and said,
"Can I know your name?"
"Why?"
"Because I liked you. I was impressed the moment I saw you."
The guy became a bit uncomfortable. He looked around carefully and then looked back at me.
He said,
"What do you study?"
"Intermediate, second year."
"Do you know Newton's three laws?"
"I used to, but I forgot."
"You can't even remember three simple laws, yet you're liking random guys on the street?"
I stood there silently. An uncle nearby was staring at me with full attention. I felt even more embarrassed.
Then the guy took out his pen and wrote something on a piece of paper. After finishing, he handed it to me and said,
"On your way home, memorize those three laws. This is the age to study, not to fall in love."
I took the paper and left, feeling insulted. I felt really bad. Soon my bus arrived, and I got on.
While sitting on the bus, I took out the paper. I was curious to see what nonsense "formulas" he had written. When I opened it, I was stunned.
It said:
"My father is standing behind me. I can't talk to you properly even if I want to. Don't mind anything I said. I've cleverly written my phone number here. Call me when you get home. I liked you too."
😂😂