If you are too close, you will get hurt, if you are too far away, you will miss, and it is very difficult to keep a distance that is not close or far, but you find it......

However, there will be, because if, there may still be......

After separation, with her, there was no longer a phone porridge pot. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info We all live back to our own world. She went to her college and I went to my class. It seems that there will be no intersection again, but it seems that there will be parallelism......

When she was still with her, she said that after we were together, there would be an invisible thread between our hearts. Even if we separate in the future and the thread breaks, there will still be a broken thread tied in our hearts. Like, a kite with a broken string. In other words, you will never forget it.

Later, one night on my birthday. She called me out of the blue and said she wanted me to listen. I think it's a bit inexplicable......

Then, there was a lot of noise on the other end of the phone, and some faint singing.

After listening, she asked me, "Did you hear the song I just sang to you?"

I said it was too noisy to hear clearly......

She seemed to be silent for a moment, and then smiled and said to me, "It's okay, the most important thing is to wish you a happy birthday!"

I replied to her lightly: "I'm sorry, it's not my birthday today, it's my birthday." "It seemed as if I was going to retaliate with indifference for her cowardice in giving up on me so easily.

She still replied to me seriously: "I wish it a birthday on the Gregorian calendar, not a birthday on the lunar calendar." ”

I still replied to her coldly and ruthlessly: "Don't call again, there are already people around me, and we are eating!"

She was silent for a moment, then replied with an "oh". Then, it hung up. I don't know what kind of mood she was in at the time. I don't want to know......

I have nothing but indifference to her...... Whoever gives up on me easily is not worthy of my love!

Since then, I haven't had much contact with her. Yes, only some pleasantries......

Three years have passed.

For three years, I was in a very conflicted state of mind, and it stands to reason that I shouldn't have gone to her space to sneak a peek at her movements, but I couldn't help but take a look. Every once in a while, I do. Am I really still in love with her?

However, I always care if she gave up easily and didn't love me, so I was with someone else not long after we separated, didn't I love her?

I don't know, sometimes, love is really an unpredictable problem.

During those three years, although I was in love with someone else, I was not happy all the time. I always feel that something is missing.

In those three years, she also changed a little bit. I wrote a lot of sad poems and articles, and I often traveled around, and I also wrote some songs and painted some pictures. Sometimes I envy her for being able to play everywhere......

She also wrote "The Boys I Like", and it was really! Sure enough, it was a big carrot! But I wasn't interested!

I only look at what is relevant to me and what is not related to me, so I don't look at it.

After reading it, I didn't know if I should cry or laugh......

She and I are also very separated, and she seems to have been single since she separated from me. Whenever she felt the slightest feeling of wanting to be with me again, I would suppress her with indifference and make her understand: don't be stupid, we are impossible!

Is this cruel to her? I don't know......

Just like when she ruined the proof of our love without saying a word, did she ever wonder if it was cruel to me?

Or, it's just an inexplicable fate.

Later, we had the opportunity to meet.

She took the initiative to find a chance, and she said she would take me to play. I didn't believe it, even when she actually showed up near me, I didn't believe it. As you can see, she doesn't feel real in my mind at all......

Later, she had to take pictures of buildings near me with her ID card and send them to me before I believed it. You can imagine how reluctant I was to trust her.

For her, I can't tell if I have low self-esteem or if she has low self-esteem. How far are we? I don't know......

It's all good, she's like this anyway. can't get rid of the fate of being like a part, unless, one party can be ruthless.

Sure enough, she was the one who started the previous Cold War and the precursors of every imminent departure, but this time, for the first time, I became the initiator of the Cold War.

I realized that being the initiator of the Cold War did not necessarily feel good, and that there was an inexplicable sense of guilt in my heart and the idea of caring about the other party after I deleted it......

I guess she also felt what it was like to be deleted by me. Perhaps, it's good, and in a way, we have empathy for this experience.

I don't know how I can get close to her. She is going on a blind date soon. And I, should I start looking for a new her, or will I find a way to renew my relationship with her?

I...... I don't know......

After a while, I quit my job and went back to my hometown to rest, occasionally going shopping and relaxing.

Suddenly, I wanted to go to those roads where there were memories of me and her, and as I walked, I remembered that day.

If it was just me and her, would I be able to kiss her? Would it be my first kiss to her? Unfortunately, there was no if......

Walking and watching, there is always a special feeling that attracts me to the neighborhood. I walked with the feeling, and when I turned around, the figure, the voice, it was her......!

She happened to turn around and saw me too. We just stared at each other blankly, and then she came running.

I...... I'm a little overwhelmed......

She ran closer and closer, and ran closer and closer......

I turned around and quickened my pace.

Then suddenly a hug took me from behind, and I knew it was hers......

I think that all language is superfluous at the moment, and only those three words are suitable for that scene......

It's been a few years!

I turned around and hugged her tightly! in the streets where there were so many passers-by......

In her ears, a tearful word sounded gently: "I love you!"

Then, the ending of the dream is portrayed in the dream. In my dream, I have no regrets......

Fantasy and reality, at least one of them fulfilled the original dream. That's enough.

In the past, the beauty has become beautiful in the dream, and you can return to the present reality.

A new beginning will definitely be beautiful beyond your expectations.

Well, it's time for us to wake up!

If, there really is if, in a dream......

For the realistic future, I don't need ifs, I want good results.

Dream, work hard to transform and fly!

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