At night, lying on his own bed early, the TV stations changed one by one, TV dramas, movies, variety shows, sports, ...... None of these programs can arouse my interest in watching.

In my mind, Wen Tao's figure lingered, his gentle eyes, that warm smile, exactly the same as the senior who made me so obsessed with before, as if nothing had changed. No, in fact, everything has changed, at least that gentleness no longer belongs to me.

Distraught, I don't know what I should do at the moment, I habitually hold the Minion Local Tyrant Gold in my hand, it's okay, let's call Maomao to relieve the worry that can't be resolved at the moment.

"Hey, Xiaoyan, what's the matter?" Mao Mao's nonchalant voice came from the earpiece, and this voice appeared, which generally meant ......

"Wow, the group is annihilated, is there a mistake? It's all a group of pig teammates!" Before I could make a sound, Mao Mao's loud shout sounded again in the earpiece, and sure enough, I was playing a game again!

"Maomao, are you playing the game again, when will it end?" I asked hopefully, this Internet addict girl, the loud drink just now, obviously suffered a loss in the game, with my understanding of Maomao, she is bound to fight back, until the defeat is the victory.

"Xiao Yan, I'm playing a game with Ah Fei, if it's nothing big, let's talk about it another day!" Mao Mao responded to me perfunctorily, not so much to respond to me, but to say that she was completely self-conscious, and didn't hear my words clearly.

Hey,Accompany Ah Fei to play games?Every time it's clear that Ah Fei is forcibly pulled up by her to make up for it, even if Ah Fei doesn't like to play games, but Mao Mao still insists on letting Ah Fei participate in team battles every time, according to her words, although Ah Fei's level is a dish, it's good to let her have a psychological preparation, it's better than the pig teammates who met in the online temporary team to the dish.

"Then you guys have fun, we'll talk another day, I'll hang up." Feeling a little lost, I hung up the phone, I could no longer hear Maomao's voice in my ears, the surroundings suddenly quieted down, and the feeling of loneliness and helplessness instantly occupied my body and mind.

What should I do, what should I do now? I want to find someone to tell me how I feel at the moment, I want to find someone to help me erase Wen Tao's figure from my mind. But the world is so big, and I have so many friends, who should I go to?

It seems that his first love, the friends around him all know, the sea and rocks that I imagined at the beginning were dry and rotten, and the earth was barren, but now I think about it, but it is just a fantasy, and the fool is talking about dreams and laughing in all directions.

Old friends don't want to talk about it, new friends are colleagues and can't talk about it, right now...... No, there seems to be another person who is more suitable than anyone else to be my audience, he has never appeared in any of my circle of friends, he is just an ethereal existence on the Internet, he, Lao Mian - Xu Yifan!

This man I don't know at all, this radiant and fascinating film and television star, has now become the only person I can talk to with confidence.

Perhaps, he didn't care about my story, maybe, he scoffed at my story. I just need an audience, an audience that I can tell my mind about what is on my mind, and you don't have to give me a response, just listen quietly, just make me think you're on the other side of the computer, listen quietly, and that's enough.