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Before I got on the plane, I accidentally fell asleep in the waiting room, I have been insomnia for a long time, it is not easy to fall asleep so suddenly, I had a few dreams in a hazy way, dreaming back to eight years ago, maybe I fell into Inception. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

1

In fact, I like to see you angry very much, but I don't want to see you cry at all, the old man taught me a lot of things, taught me how to raise my anger, taught me how to deal with the open guns and arrows in the workplace, taught me the ups and downs of the stock market battlefield, but did not teach me how to face the tears of girls.

Crying is the monopoly of girls, and when a man cries, most of them will be scolded for being soft bones.

You tell me you like hellokitty, you like furry animals, you like to drink soda......

Then you look up at the sky at forty-five degrees and say loudly, you want a phoenix to be reborn from the fire!

I laughed a little, and it was still on the fire, it was all cooked, and the chicken was crunchy.

You are furious, point at my nose and yell at you, then flick your sleeves and walk away.

Who's going to fuck off?

This is the first dream, I'm laughing, you're angry, faintly, grass snake gray line.

2

The sun in late September was still trying its best to release light and heat, and everything was in the sun, and the sturdy instructor of Zhuang University crackled his belt, and the columns of young and young people standing in a neat line trembled.

The instructor walked around the team twice, threw you aside like a chicken, and began to lecture loudly, but he did overestimate your tear ducts, and you began to sobb in a low voice after less than three sentences, and in desperation, the instructor had no choice but to give up and whispered a few words of persuasion, as if he was the one who made the mistake and not you.

I was funny in my heart, I took out a pack of tissues from my pocket and threw it to you, I don't like to see girls crying, pear blossoms bring rain, just like Lin Daiyu in "Dream of Red Mansions" is weak.

Two days later, I learned in the broken words of my brothers that one night you were dressed very cool and went to the instructor to talk about your life ideals, and told your sisters that you like Instructor Zhuang, I can't help but wonder, what's the matter, the sun is coming out in the west?

This is the day we first met, I'm laughing at you, I'm laughing at you, I'm laughing at you're naïve, you're laughing at yourself for being a nymphomaniac.

3

Before I knew it, I started to like writing books, I liked to wander in my own words, and one day we met by chance, and I actually found out that you were also writing books, so we began to encourage each other to appreciate each other, but that's all.

When I wrote 300,000 words, you advised me to give up, because you don't see hope, you have given up.

And I, almost gave up, just a little, and I knew that if I gave up, there would never be the current writing.

You tell me, Xiaowu, let's talk about friends.

I said we were friends.

You squirmed a little, and then whispered to me that it was boyfriend and girlfriend.

I have rejected you, and there is no room for manoeuvre.

You cried so sadly, vowed to ignore me forever, and then walked away without looking back.

Because of you, I also gave up a pen name that I had used for a long time, that pen name, and then I saw another girl using it, and she asked me why I was curious about this name, and I lied to her that it was a little familiar.

That year, my name was also Su Rangge, I was Su Wu, and she was Su Si.

4

My friends and I walked on Pozi Street, there were not many people, I was not very familiar with the city, in a blink of an eye, I saw you, you sat in the back of a boy's car, smiling as bright as flowers, but you saw me, saw us, and the bright smile instantly became as cold as winter snow.

You get out of the car, the boy is obviously reluctant, Jojo says go up and beat him, I almost do it.

You didn't go with the boy again, you walked silently in the middle of the line and didn't speak, silent as a stone statue.

I walked at the end of the line, expressionless, the same silent, I wrote a Tibetan poem for you, did a lot for you, paid a lot, but you told me silently with your actions:

You want to pursue happiness, and the main character is not me.

You're right, because what I can do is not what you want.

5

You hate me so much, you hate me so much, you want me to disappear from this world, because I have a good chance of taking away your love.

But you never thought that this hatred would also make us friends, and you said that I was an interesting person, with a peculiar temperament that people couldn't help but get close to, and I was deeply honored.

You call me stupid, I laugh at you for being an idiot, and then we all cry.

Before leaving, you said that you are going to pursue happiness, I bless you, and we agreed that on that person's wedding day, we will definitely go to offer gifts and send blessings.

I don't know if you lied to me, I hope you lied to me, because maybe even I won't go.

I just like it, and you are love, maybe I did something wrong, but you don't hate me.

Sorry, there will be no deadline in the future.

6

I didn't expect the days of separation to come so quickly, we unknowingly burst into tears while singing, you sat in your chair and smiled calmly, I stood behind you, bent down, and whispered in your ear, "Thank you." ”

You pat me on the head as a sign of comfort.

You've been with me for so long, and I've done nothing for you.

Your efforts are silent and silent, nourishing like spring rain, awakening all things and reviving all hope.

I finally felt what love is, you scolded me and hit me, you stepped on me with your high heels before I took a picture of you, and then laughed very happily.

It's a pity that I understood too late and witnessed too little, so I didn't change in this life for four years.

7

It's not that I don't want to pay it back, it's that I don't want to pay it back.

I started to learn to take care of myself, I started to learn to do my own laundry, I started to buy my own groceries, I cooked my own food, and then I said to you, let me cook for you, okay?

You didn't refuse me, but asked to come to my house, and I had to refuse you, and as much as I wanted to say yes, I couldn't, at least not yet.

You just gave me a bowl of peanuts that I couldn't push off, and I wanted to cook you a nice dinner.

I used to be confused and full of hatred in my heart, you accompanied me through those days, when I gradually recovered, you disappeared unconsciously, I know that it is a very bad thing to say another woman in front of a woman, but you still listen to me carefully, forgive me for being angry with you.

I think I can give my back to a few people, and I believe that they will not betray me, one is Xiao Rou Chongyang, and the other is you.

8

My second dream was very long, I dreamed of many people, and soon I had a third dream, and I understood those vows of going up and down the mountain and going down to the sea of fire, the oath of the sea and the rotten stones, and after I woke up, the mountains and the sea swore an oath, and the mountains and seas were forgotten.

9

I saw you coquettish with another man, and I thought I'd be upset, but I couldn't help it.

You are not alone, our eyes will always be on you.

You said that as a friend, you would never betray me, and I said you could betray me, and I would never betray you.

I still abide by the fact that people always need to remember, the soul introspects, this is art.

And I'm an art player, I'll be a soldier, maybe a businessman in the future, but art can't be taken away from my life.

Artistic creation is a process of life transformation, which vividly presents the most profound life, the soul, with posture and posture.

This process is catharsis, confiding, whispering, shouting, and happy creation.

In my mind, art is life.

Love is like hearing it, dying in the twilight of life, and we believe what we have said, even if it is expired and invalid.

I'd rather be ignorant and happy than sleepless.

……

I boarded the plane and departed at dusk, and we hung in mid-air for the night.

I drank a little at dinner, rested the armrests on the back of the front seat, and half-drunk, half-awake, I reminisced a lot, reminiscing about the past eight years.

I was rolling around in the mall, I was in love and then I broke up, I was disappointed and lost, I laughed with tears.

I don't like me, and I'm drifting for a long time.

I hate flying because I'm worried about the safety bag popping up, and if that happens, it's pretty much the end of it, but it's all for me.

I began to pray for the safe landing of the plane again, and the longer I lived, the more afraid I became of death.

I will not forget those things, those people, the vows that were once made, like the oldest human beings, engraved with words, and then decayed with time.

I'm going to spend the rest of my long life guarding and remembering your face.