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The sun sank, the moon cried, the wee hours of the morning were gloomy, and I was sleepless.

On the first night of the moon's tears, I said Artemisia Yanran, don't love him anymore, he will only hate you in the future. Heart, sour, astringent.

For the sake of studying abroad in a foreign country, I paid too high a price.

For the past few days, I have been suffering from insomnia, insomnia, and I have always been unable to sleep tonight, but during the day, in front of everyone, I have to smile and look like a peach blossom.

I was at a loss. Helpless. More helpless. However, I know that now I have to pretend to be a tough guy and solve problems with suppleness. But my heart is whistling and whimpering! Why? Why is it always me? It's always me who either meets a demon who lacks heart and lungs, or meets a fool who has little muscle and no wisdom, and finally meets a thoughtful and wise person, but he happily doesn't want me!

I am ashamed, aggrieved, painful. Accompanied by ~accompanied by ~

"If it's me, give him two slaps in the face, and then, cut him in two. Completely give up the feelings of this encounter!"

My girlfriend's words are so decisive and neat, who doesn't want to? Why do I have to endure humiliation? Why do I have to devour my soul? Why can't I enjoy life, enjoy learning, and enjoy love?

Love needs to be paid!

Whose words always flash in my mind~

Should I forget the past and start a new life? If I have a good future?

How can a man, if he doesn't have love, call at least five times a day to catch up with his old days? The monthly fee can even go by hundreds or thousands, even if it is only for a short month.

That month was literally a day in heaven. We talk on the phone about the past, present and future. Time passed quickly. If I knew that this was the heavenly life of my life so far in my life, I would never be willful, arrogant, or entangled, I would lie beside you like a good girl, a cute baby, a beautiful girl, staring at you, looking up at you, and listening to you.

You say, come on, let's go on a date, and from today, let's start dating!

I was just crazy with joy. I borrowed a Ferrari and drove to meet you, only to find out that you had been getting drunk all along.

Well, then let's get drunk.

In a drunken fog, we first drank a bottle of 52-degree Moutai, and you drank almost eight taels.

It's not fun, you say, and then we change the wine.

Soon, we were killing out eight more bottles of Stinberg. I felt my heart beat faster, my face was crimson, and I looked at you as if I was blurry, but you, you seemed to be completely drunk, chattering, and telling me about your love and marriage history with Huo Qian.

Yes, I am a listener in front of you, and I love to listen to you, I like you to say one sentence after another, and I love the feeling of looking at your eyes at a certain point in the back of my head.

Yes, I have also thought many times why I like your gaze, I like that you don't stare into my eyes, and I came to England and I knew it clearly, because my eyes could not be stared at. I have such filthy memories of a girl, I can't let you know, well, then bury it in the abyss of my soul, never to be excavated.

So I'm happy to listen. Listen to what you say, listen to your pain.

Your pain is something we know each other. But, I pretend not to know, and you certainly won't tell. Then let me come, let me come, and soothe your wounded heart.

As long as we don't think about that beast, we just think that there is no such thing as him in this world. Let's not think about the existence of Huo Qian, we can spend the full moon. If you want to open it, the years are quiet, why not live a quiet life?

I drove you home, but you didn't want to, you grabbed my right hand that was driving, and begged: "I don't want to go back to my house, I still have to drink, Yanran!" Do you know? At that moment, your Pingwei's eyes were directly into my eyes, and in an instant, I felt that if you let me go down the mountain and go to the sea of fire, I would not hesitate.

So, we went to Xuan Zi Cafe again.

When you asked for a bottle of Lafite, and asked the waitress to open the bottle and add lemon to decant the wine, you actually lay down on the delicate Nanmu table and fell asleep.

Dry red, come up, I have a character, drink alone.

I drank alone to you as you fell asleep, cup by cup.

I know where your pain is coming from. Who caused you to get drunk? I know.

You see, that beast is also the source of my pain.

Okay, let me remove that shame for him and help you get rid of this pain. I gritted my teeth and let go. I took you by my arm and led you into the hotel room on the seventh floor of the building where the café was located.

After entering, I put you down on the bed, and then hurried to the bathroom, and after solving the problem that I couldn't hold back, I came out with a towel, trying to wipe the vomit and tears all over your face. only to find that just for a while, just like that, you are gone, gone!

I was crazy, I searched all the possible places in the building, and no.

I drove again and looked for your way home, but no.

Knock on your door and only the twins are at home, and they also say you didn't come home.

So, I went to your second home, the Criminal Police Brigade. I saw you, crouching on the ground, in front of the elm roots, spitting - I see, I can't, shouldn't, at this moment, again, I'm not qualified!

I'm gone, I'm weeping and weeping, you know?

At that time, I never imagined that three months later, Pingfu came, and as soon as she stepped into this courtyard, I was nailed to the pillar of shame, and I would never be able to turn over! I often thought, often thought, if, on the night of the first date, I confidently walked up to you, poured you tea and water, helped you clean up the mess, and settled your drunken drunken with your men, would the two of us still end up like today?

At that time, if I didn't have love, how could I look forward to this expectation and this idle chat every day?

Although now I am far away from the city of my motherland, I will say goodbye to you forever. However, I still think about you every night, but I don't see you, only empty sorrow.

Don't love him! Who should I love? Who can tell me who I should love in this world?

The sun sank, the moon cried, and my heart was broken~ Is this my fate!

When I wandered, I silently thought about that man every night, and there was only one me. Of course, perhaps, there is also a flat bar. Isn't it painful for her to see that the man she loves has to spend his time in the detention center, and there is no free love at all?

Is the emotion of the servant love?