Three months ago, I lost my wallet on my way back to my dormitory. I felt so sad because there was a photo of my ex-boyfriend and me; we had been apart for one year. Frankly speaking, I was still missing him at that time. After I lost my wallet, I felt I lost my heart, too.

 

I was upset everyday. Till one day, I met the boy who got my wallet and returned it to me. That day, I ate lunch by myself at a little restaurant in our school as I always do. When I went to the counter to pay for my lunch, a soft voice came to my ears. “I will pay for her.” He said. I turned my head and saw him put some money from a wallet. There was my wallet! I looked at his face with my surprising eyes. “Excuse me.” I said. “Yes, it’s your wallet, don’t lose it again.” He interrupted me and gave me back my wallet. “Thank you.” I said. I wanted to say something more but he left with a smile.

 

 

 

The boy and I began to encounter at the restaurant frequently. Time after time, we began to talk and became friends. Sometimes we will eat dinner together. I got along with him very well and we just like a friend for many years.

 

 

As you think, we felt something special after a period of time. One day, when I took out my wallet and paid for the meal, he asked me that who was the boy in the photo of my wallet. “He was my ex-boyfriend.” I took out the photo and said, “But I think it’s time to replace it.” At that moment, I saw the joyousness in his eyes and the smile in my face through the mirror behind the counter.