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he said he loved me.

last year, he told me that he loved me.

he called me one day, and said something to me.

i knew that he wanted to chase me and i told him i didn't like him and asked him not to telephone me again.

he called me everyday, i seldom answered my phone, but i gradually knew something about him.

sometimes when i was in a very good mood, i would answer my phone. because at that time i thought we could be good friend although i didn't want to be lover.

nearly every call i answered was becasue i wanted to persuade him not to chase me. i told him i was very terrible and what shortcomings i had. sometimes i would asked him why he liked me? i would give him an attack as soon as he told me the answer. so he said i was very cruel to him. i often do the similar things like this to him. sometimes i told him how to look for a good girl for him and how to confirm if the girl was a good choice to be his wife and i was not a good choice.

he is good at writing something. he wrote several good poetries to me. the poetries were all bout love.

i don't want to accept him.

this year, i told him that i had a boyfriend, he said he would wait for me. i said to him that he needn't to do it. it had no use. THen he quited his job and went away and told me that he would remember me forever, would contact me.

i said, that was his business, not mine.

yesterday, he told me that he would wait for me until i got married. as usual, i told him he had no hope.

as last, he told me that i couldn't make him give up me.

i don't want to say anything to him, just want to tell him do not bring troubles to me. maybe it is cruel to him, but .....