The address is very close, and now I can just catch up.

I hesitated to take a look, but in action, I was already stopping a taxi.

I was supposed to make an appointment to go to the concert together, but now I'm the only one left.

My heart was empty, like an island that had just been blown by a typhoon, and it was full of ruins.

In the hustle and bustle, I forgot why I was here and why I was waving glow sticks like the other fans.

I only felt tears flowing involuntarily, and every song of Lao Li was sung to my heart.

Dreams, people loved, roads walked.

"If our love is wrong, may you and I not suffer in vain. ”

Standing on the stage was Lao Li, but my eyes frequently appeared in front of Xu Hui when he was singing in the bar.

The lyrics hit my heart like a stone, from beginning to end.

"By the time you find out, it's a thief, and it's already stealing all your options."

"Love is just a high fever, and longing is followed by a cough that can't be good"

"The vows of old love are like a slap in the face, every time you remember a sentence, you get a slap in the face"

"One day you will know that life would not be different without me"

"How many times have we been drunk and unhappy, cursing that life is too short, sighing and hating each other"

"Men don't have to be speechless, women really don't need to be pitiful, in short, the two of you have no fate in those years"

"It's not easy to forget you, you haven't really left, you are always in my heart, I still love you, I can't do anything about myself"

"I finally lost you in the crowd"

"Let's go, let's go, people must learn to grow up by themselves, let's go, let's go, life will inevitably experience pain and struggle, let's go, let's go, find a home for our hearts"

"Say goodbye to the old love, heal the wound, and no longer cry until dawn"

……

It's over.

The great loss and discomfort enveloped me like a dark night.

At the end of the show, the people around me were either couples or friends, and everyone was chatting and laughing, as if I was the only one.

It was raining so much, but luckily I brought an umbrella, but if it hadn't, I don't know what would have happened.

Walking out of the stadium, the square, the side of the road, the crowd of people.

And I, on the other hand, only felt endless loneliness and emptiness.

I glanced at the time, eleven o'clock in the evening.

I stood still in the crowd for five minutes, in a daze, until the lights went out in the building opposite.

There were fewer and fewer people, and the rain gradually became lighter and almost stopped.

At this time, when I looked up at the sky, there were still clouds above.

The peddlers rode their bikes and went home one after another to rest.

The cats and dogs in the square who were wearing cos to tease children also left one after another, leaving only a brown bear still writhing and dancing.

When it saw me, it ran straight over, touched my head, and then pulled a Polaroid out of its huge trouser pocket and waved it in front of me, signaling for me to take a picture.

"Sorry, I don't have a budget. "Is it not making enough money so it doesn't want to go home?

It waved its hand, did it mean that I didn't want money?

It doesn't speak, and I don't know what it means at all.

I was hesitating when it grabbed another passerby, handed him the camera, and motioned for him to take a picture of us.

I didn't understand how the passerby could understand what it meant so quickly.

I guess he's a local, so I've seen a lot of this scene.

Just as the brown bear leaned over and put its huge bear paw around my shoulder, passer-by A quickly took two photos.

The brown bear wriggled his ass a few times and thanked him.

Its silly appearance inexplicably poked my laughter.

Two photos, it handed me one, kept one, and then just patted its ass and swaggered away.

Before I could react, it disappeared into the heavy night.

It turned out that not only was there a fever, but it was also easy for people to be slow to react when they were out of love, and if I wasn't careful, my photos were taken away by strangers.

Gradually, the photo emerges, a girl with a blank face and a brown bear with a funny expression under the dim street lamp.

Slightly funny.

I followed the road, all the way north.

Walking, walking, finally sleepy and tired, casually hailed a taxi, and returned to the old Yang flour shop.

On this very day, I suddenly realized that the wild and uninhibited soul in my bones was dead, leaving only a stinky skin that was content with the status quo.

The next morning, the sun was shining, probably because of the rain the night before.

I received a bouquet of sunflowers, but I don't know who sent them.

Maybe it was Xu Hui, but when I called him, it was still turned off.

I wasn't in the mood to pursue it, so I just stuck it in a plastic bottle and placed it on the windowsill.

It's been ten o'clock in the end. When he got up to the second floor, he almost didn't recognize me.

That's understandable.

Because the person in front of him, unkempt and with red and swollen eyes, was already like the flower-like girl who went to the ruby base on the first day.

"What's wrong with your eyes?

"You're not used to it. ”

"I'm a little bit, I almost didn't get cold to death when I got off the plane. ”

"Don't you know how to read the weather forecast?"

"It's all tears, and my checked suitcase fell in Xiamen. ”

“…… So two ......"

"My first time away from home......"

"Okay. ”

"Where do I live?"

"The one in front, Xu Hui's room, you can live in it just by cleaning it up. ”

"And where does he live? Oh, I see, you're living together!"

"What nonsense! He's gone, and he's not going to come back. ”

After saying this, my eyes turned red again, and I couldn't control it for a while.

"You're out of love again?!" there was a hint of schadenfreude in his voice, did I need to mention too much, and he held a grudge against me?

"What do you mean?"

"No, nothing is wrong. I cleaned up my room and went. Bye-bye!" With that, he hummed a little song and left.

Humming a little song, he left.

I've decided to get an explosion tomorrow in his mailbox......