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That night, the lights of the "March Wind" were particularly bright, so bright that the surrounding area was almost full of cars, and it was very lively.

At that time, I had just finished eating, and I was not suitable for running. I was going to find a quiet and comfortable corner to write a new article and then relax my motor nerves. However, it was so bright! Almost everywhere the lights were lit up was full of people or cars, and I didn't like it. It's as if you will die when you see the light.

I don't know when I started writing in dark corners and felt safe. Perhaps, it's loneliness again, right......?

There were a lot of aunts and sisters who danced the square dance that night, and there were few such scenes before. It seems that square dancing is also going to conquer the "March Wind". Moreover, the age span of the conquered objects is also very large, ranging from fifty or sixty years old to five or six years old. It's amazing!

In addition to the ambition of square dancing to conquer the "March wind", a "new variety" has also emerged - yoga.

Although the number of people dancing yoga is not large, only about 20 people, there are many shadows of youth girls, and the return rate is also quite high. In "March Wind", it is definitely the opponent of square dancing. Go for it!

And I still chose to write the program before running. So, on the side of the road with bright lights, on the side of the road with people coming and going, I was quietly writing Dongdong.?

What is loneliness? I don't understand it anymore.

Before, I wrote that the seventh floor is a lonely seventh floor, because those sister papers on the seventh floor often talk and laugh and make me feel lonely.

However, later, the 702 and 705 sister papers suddenly moved away, and only the 703 sister paper next door remained.

At that time, I should have felt very happy, because I would not have felt lonely without their laughter!

But everything was not what I thought, and I felt like I was even more lonely!

Suddenly there were no voices from them, and it felt like something was missing. Suddenly there was no laughter from them, and it felt like there was a kind of coldness. Suddenly, without their doors always open, it felt like there were fewer spectators.

In this way, it was inexplicably more lonely......

Why is it so funny? It's like, when I want it to rain, but when it does, I immediately miss the sun.

Is it a disease? Or is it something worse than a disease?

Perhaps, the lonely seventh floor has nothing to do with those sister papers.

The reason why the seventh floor is lonely is just because of my own loneliness inside.

Looking at the smiling moon hanging in the night sky, there is a shining star next to it like an eye, but what about an eye?

Suddenly, a plane flew by, and the flashing anti-collision lights just replaced the invisible eye.

In just a moment, there was a complete smiling face. It was brief, but at least laughed.

I'll try to make my loneliness smile again, or, one day, let my loneliness obediently go to sleep......

Under the light, my oblique bangs are so charming, because I am so narcissistic.

Time goes on.

While I was quietly writing, I suddenly passed by a shirtless man hugging a woman in front of him, judging from their somewhat flirtatious elements, it should be a couple.

Then, I whispered "mother".

At that moment, a puppy ran past me very leisurely......

All right......

As I continued to write, I suddenly sat down next to me with a girl with long hair and beautiful legs.

Then, what I thought was then not what I thought it was.

She picked up her phone and was flirting with the person she was talking to, and even though I was listening to the music with my headphones, it couldn't stop the rhythm of the flirting through the music in my headphones and attacking my eardrum nerves.

So, I whispered "mother" again.

At that moment, she stood up and turned to wave her left hand, which looked like it was about to break, with the person on the phone waving through the heavy sea of people.

At the same time, the puppy, who had not been running past me for a short time, was running leisurely past me again......

Okay......

Continuing to write, there is a bunch of people in red clothes stuffing leaflets. I guess it's a supermarket employee, and the reason why I say it's a leaflet stuff is because I'm so big sitting on the side of the road they walked by, and no one even handed me a leaflet, but stuffed the flyer into the car where no one was waiting.

However, there is still a sensible little sister. She smiled and handed me a flyer, and although she didn't speak, maybe because she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to hear me when she saw me wearing headphones, I naturally accepted the flyer.

Then, a picture that followed broke my heart:

As soon as I took the flyer, she jumped up and down with joy and said, "He took it!" and then she jokingly said to her male colleague, "Handsome man, please take a look at this flyer." ”

I was dumbfounded......

Is this the rhythm of the gods? Is she using me as an experiment? Moreover, why didn't she say to me that beautiful "handsome guy"? Hey, I don't love it......

I still whispered "mother".

Then, the lights of the "March Wind" suddenly dimmed and became dim......

The puppy was still running leisurely in the distance, and I was still writing quietly on the side of the road......

mother！

Love you so much!

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