Chapter 16 ? Lonely people, accustomed to going to bed late
Some people are always saying good night to others, but they have never really said good night. People who are used to going to bed late are not unable to sleep, but they do not want to sleep.
I'm afraid that when I open my eyes, I am alone in the whole room, and it is a dark night outside the window, this feeling, as if I have been forgotten by the whole world, and loneliness at this moment makes people want to cry.
Whenever this happens, you really want to talk to someone. You turn on your phone, click on the familiar avatar, type what you want to say in the dialog box over and over again, and delete it again and again, you are eager to receive the care of others, but you are afraid that your hypocrisy will disturb others.
So after repeated struggles and hesitations, you finally can't say anything. Perhaps, people who go to bed late have some kind of expectation.
I look forward to the likes I give you and be able to respond to them one by one, I look forward to you thinking about you at the same time, you just happened to send a missing text message, I look forward to me not fighting loneliness alone, I expect someone to approach me and understand me.
Are you also accustomed to listening to songs at night? Silently flipping through the comments and stories under the songs, it is like seeing the road you have traveled and the life you have experienced.
Sometimes you want to comment, but you don't know where to start, the story about me and you is actually from stranger to stranger, the process has been forgotten, and there is only one sentence left in the end: "I miss you." "I miss you, in countless nights of late sleep.
I and my loneliness, I wish you happiness, or if you want to come back, I'm still in the same place.
Chapter 16 of "Essays on the Rest of My Life" ? Lonely people, accustomed to sleeping late are hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,
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