I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, and sent Yu Zecheng several WeChat messages, but he didn't reply.

I'm also making an exception, I don't reply to WeChat, no matter who it is, I won't send a second one.

I'm desperate to have someone to talk to right now because I'm scared.

But when I opened the address book and kept scrolling up and down the page, I didn't know who I could turn to so as not to disturb me.

For a long time, Yu Zecheng has been the one who talked to me the most. It's more than ten o'clock at night now, Yu Zecheng shouldn't have slept so early, and he shouldn't have seen it if he didn't reply.

Or maybe they don't want to talk to me.

In desperation, I had no choice but to click on WeChat near the person. After a casual look, he withdrew.

This is what I have always done, waiting for others to add me, and I will never take the initiative to add others.

Soon I received several requests for additions, and I took a look, and one of them caught my attention with the screen name Ann Meow.

The request for the addition was accompanied by this sentence: Are you the eldest sister who pulled my coat just now?

His avatar is a cartoon character, and his circle of friends blocks the ten photos that strangers are allowed to view, so he can't see anything.

But that sentence confirmed his identity: it must be the big boy he met just now.

But just now we were all wearing masks, and the lights were blinding, how did he recognize me from the people nearby?

It's that he's a neighbor in the same building as me, plus him?

Just when I was hesitating, Ann Meow Meow sent another request to add, he said: Sister, add me!

I need to talk to someone now, it should be better to add him, after all, there was a relationship. So, I clicked yes.

As soon as I added it, this chatter began to chatter non-stop, and it was a complete self-hilarity mode.

Looking at the messages that Ann Meow kept sending, I quickly calmed down. Is it because this guy also has obvious mental problems?

He said: Oh, hey, big sister, I knew it was you as soon as I saw the avatar. Do you think I'm amazing? When I met you just now, you were wearing a mask, and I could recognize you in the neighborhood.

Aren't we too fateful, big sister? Sister, how are you doing now?

Can't you sleep and want to talk to someone? Me too, I can't sleep after tossing and turning, all kinds of troubles......

I haven't replied, and Ann Meow didn't give me a chance to reply, so I was talking to myself there and sending a long text.

I looked at the words that the other person was typing, and suddenly I fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up, it was already dawn. The children were still asleep on either side of me, and when I touched my phone, it was past seven o'clock in the morning.

Unlocked the screen lock of the phone, and directly saw the chat page of Ann Meow. The big boy later sent several messages, most of which were talking to himself.

It's just that the last two are inquiry: 1. Why don't you speak, big sister? Are you already asleep?2. Good night, I wish you a good dream, and we will talk again when we are free.

I looked at the time, and the last one was sent at almost midnight. This is another guy who is used to going to bed late.

I envy Ann Meow, who can express himself freely without any scruples. Everyone has pressure in their hearts, and it is far better to be able to vent it than to hold it in their hearts.

He expresses himself so that he doesn't care who the other person is or whether he is listening. It's an ability, and I may have had it before.

So many people go to WeChat and people nearby, most of them want to find someone to talk to. There are so many lonely hearts in this city that have nowhere to put them, especially in the middle of the night.

Just as I was watching the real-time news and paying attention to the epidemic, I received a WeChat reply from Yu Zecheng.

He asked, "Su Li, what's wrong with you?" Are you okay?

His obviously nervous reaction seemed normal to me.

I've never sent several messages in a row without him replying, so he must have sensed my abnormality.

I didn't reply right away and continued to return to the news page.

He immediately sent another one: I was too busy with something last night, so I touched my phone and saw the WeChat message you sent.

I still ignored him and continued to watch the news.

Women are like this sometimes, you ignore her when she looks for you, and she deliberately ignores you when you look for her.

I'm just deliberately ignoring him right now. I didn't believe he would be so busy to touch his phone, and subconsciously I just thought he should wait for me on the way to my house.

However, when I calm down and think about it carefully, my thoughts are so ridiculous, and even a little ignorant and shameless.

keeps saying that he just wants to maintain a relationship with him at the level of being a netizen, but in fact, he constantly has all kinds of extravagant hopes and fantasies about him in his heart.

This over-dependence on him even hallucinates me! This kind of contradiction is indeed a bit excessive.

After a quick self-analysis and introspection, I hurriedly corrected my attitude and immediately replied to him.

I said, "I'm fine, but I couldn't sleep last night and I wanted to talk to you."

He asked, "Didn't you go back to your house last night?" Why can't you sleep when you go back to your house?

I was speechless and didn't know what to say.

Should I have told him directly: I saw you on the way back to my house? No, no, is it you in a hallucination?

I used to talk to him and talk about almost nothing but sensitive topics.

Especially when I'm unhappy, I will complain to him without hesitation. Talk to him, vent your emotions, and soon you'll be happy again.

He sometimes called me insane and innocent, but he was willing to take the time to listen to me.

Even if it's nonsense, or even a tantrum with him for no reason, he will listen patiently.

For a long time, he was my punching bag, my venting bag, and the only friend I could pour out my heart to.

But now, I can't talk to him as much as I want.

I can't let him find out that I'm plotting against him, even to the point of hallucinating.

I didn't dare to deviate from the path of friendship with him because I was afraid of losing it. I am afraid of losing the friendship of more than eight years, and I am afraid of losing this true friend.

Being able to do this all the time is already the greatest gift from God to me, and I don't dare to plot against me in words and deeds.

As for the emotional fluctuations on the psychological level, it is at least a matter for me alone.

But now I'm hallucinating about him, and I can't talk to him as much as I want.

Even, I wanted to shout to stop.