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2In that pain, it is difficult to reach the surroundings, and in the midst of that touch, there is a kind of fear there,

Feeling a kind of horror, it's like a kind of fear and panic that belongs to the heart itself, where you want to save yourself.

I also want to watch and wait for myself in it, and I can't watch and wait there, and I am lonely in it,

It is a kind of loneliness and loneliness, and in that loneliness, it is a kind of difficulty to approach, a kind of difficulty to approach.

It's as if the world has long been devoid of warmth, and there is nothing worth looking for and looking for there.

What kind of warmth did he hope to have, but he found that he was already cold there, and he didn't want to get close, and he didn't want to get closer.

will run away from it, that is, in that pain, constantly and permanently escape, that is a conflict,

A conflict and contradiction that constantly arises in it, and in that conflict and contradiction,

There they are arguing with each other, and they are also numb there, and they seem to be numb there.

But in that paralysis and numbness, there is something that is unwilling to change, as if I want a change to be close to me and not want to change myself.

It also seems that there is a great reluctance to change. They were waiting there for each other,

Waiting, the other party took the first step to say, but there was passive, just because it was there and was not willing to take the initiative to take a step,

So they are all waiting there, and they are all there to dodge, as if they are shirking responsibilities there.

They were just in the midst of that time and cold, and they had to pass the buck to each other, and they were there to demand from each other,

When they can't prevaricate there, when they can't get there, they will resent each other there, and they will complain there.

Then, I was still there unwilling to change, and I was not willing to change on my own, but I was numb and paralyzed and waiting.

It's as if waiting for an outcome to come, and if it doesn't, everything seems to die there.

That's a kind of slackness, that's a kind of unwillingness to be responsible, as if it's unwilling to be responsible for your own life.

It's as if you're not willing to take responsibility for yourself, as if your own responsibility is best taken by someone else.

will be there constantly asking of others, and will be there to ask many, many,

There is too much demand from others, and there is still no demand for yourself, only there is an increase,

It's just that they blindly increase and demand there, no matter what is added to each other, and the distance of each other's hearts,

Still there, far, far, far away, and inaccessible, and inaccessible, and inaccessible, as if it were there,

When it is difficult to get close, there is a kind of rejection between each other, like an indifferent rejection.

I will feel a kind of forgetfulness in it, and I will dare to reach the pain of not communicating smoothly with each other in that forgetfulness.

An inexplicable whirlwind in the cold, an inexplicable whirlwind in the wind, a very empty whirlwind,

And in the whirling wind, there is a kind of quiet, a kind of silence that is almost resting,

Feeling a kind of pain, a kind of suppressed pain, in which I can't figure out why I can't feel warmth,

And why is it that in the midst of it is always alienated there, and always distant, and everything is alienated and unreachable?

It's a kind of pain that I feel in that distance and strangeness, as if my existence in this world is superfluous,

When the world doesn't need itself, and it doesn't seem to need the world, it's as if you're superfluous there.

Then, there will be a kind of depression and pain that arises there for no reason.

will maintain a kind of silence and tranquility in it, and in that silence and quiet, let yourself become a machine,

Because I want to forget the pain of loneliness, because of the pain of loneliness, I will feel too depressed and painful in it,

Eventually, he will force himself there to be a kind of machine, there he will force himself to be constantly in that mechanical and toiling movement.

Constantly training, constantly training yourself, and in that mechanical training, it seems to be a kind of killing time,

It seems that time and time are spent in it.

In the world of one person who is completely immersed in one's own, a fear arises in it,

A kind of fear, a kind of fear of communicating with the outside world, a kind of helplessness, that is the kind of person who has been in it for too long, too long,

There will be a kind of fear, a sense of fear and fear in communication and contact with the outside world, and there will be a communication barrier and a painful generality.

Ye Luokong also seemed to realize himself at that moment, and it would be at that moment that he suddenly lost his words.

The general, which has lost the function of speech, is something that has been alienated and ignored for too long, and it will be in that narrow world.

It seems that he can no longer find himself there, and it seems that he can no longer find or find himself there.

It's a kind of embarrassment, a kind of embarrassment that I can't do for myself, but in that embarrassment and helplessness,

will just choose to stick there as a last resort, and spend it there,

is also there silently, a person chooses there, and endures there silently,

It also seems to be there to persuade yourself to believe that there is something there that can be slowly changed there.

It seems that nothing can explain one's heart there, and it seems that nothing can come close to one's heart,

When he unconsciously completely closed his heart there, he couldn't get close to his own heart there.

In there, he could no longer let others get close and approach, he was just there to close himself, just there blindly and helplessly to close himself.

It's as if there's always a time lag between each other.

is not only a time difference in space, but also a time difference in the heart, when she wants to get closer,

He was already there when he closed the door of his heart, and there he tried to open the door of his heart to welcome and accommodate her,

She didn't want to enter anymore, and closed the door to her heart. He was left to be ignored and ignored by her.

It's a kind of sadness, it's a kind of sadness, but it seems to be their own fault, it's that they haven't paid attention to each other properly.

Their steps are too inconsistent with each other, and sometimes, they are too stubborn people.

is to believe in their own footsteps, and also adhere to the rhythm of their own life there, and is unwilling to cooperate with others,

I don't want to slow down my pace to wait for others and cooperate with others. It's like always hoping that you can always be centered on yourself there.

Then, let the other person cooperate with you, which is a kind of fault that will make others feel embarrassed and angry, but it is a fault that I don't seem to notice.

Many, many self-centered, completely ignoring the feelings and perceptions of others.

There are always demands on others, always there to ask others, as if that demand is an endless general,

However, the person who is asked in the endless demands will have a kind of weariness, a kind of disgust in it.

It is a kind of unwillingness, but also a kind of suppressed unhappiness, as if there is a feeling of not being respected and not being cared for in it.

Ye Luokong is the kind of person who doesn't take others too seriously in his eyes, he doesn't care about anyone at all,

Because of this kind of neglect and contempt and indifference, it is always there to hurt others, and there is always a disagreement with others.

There is a kind of isolation, and there is also a kind of depression and pain in it, a kind of inability to explain oneself, and also in that there is no explanation of others.

I just hope that others can pay more attention to themselves, and I just hope that others can pay more for themselves.

Like a feeling of being loved, and then, in the care of that long-term love, it seems that there is no need to be timid,

There is no need to be afraid, and then, you can simply do something simple there, instead of pain and hardship.

It's just that there's a fear of a hardship, it's just a fear there, there's a fear of a difficulty, and there's a fear of it.

It's just that there's always an expectation of the outside world, and everything can be automatically changed in it.

It's as if there's an expectation that pie can fall from the sky, it's obviously empty, it's unrealistic, it's impossible.

But there is still a kind of idea of waiting for the rabbit in it, waiting there, as if it has been suppressed there until it is dead.

It's something that is unwilling to move there, and it seems that it's there that you don't want to be a kind of victim.

Unwilling to be a victim, that is a kind of wisdom, but also a kind of cleverness, but everyone will have that kind of cleverness,

In the midst of each other's reservations, mutual preservation and conservatism, all things become more chaotic in them.

And what becomes more rigid and overwhelmed in that is a kind of unwillingness to give for others.

It seems that he himself did not find it there, and it seems that he did not find this kind of anger and resentment of others against him.

It's just that there's a blank space in it, and it's always hard to understand there.

Everything seems to be very simple there, but it is also in that simplicity that creates a kind of trouble,

There is a kind of tired trouble, and in the midst of that tired trouble, always hiding in that narrow world,

There was fear, and there he was afraid, and there he waited, like a little child,

There, in a dark alley, has been waiting for someone to pick him up, waiting for someone to pick him up, but,

But he had to wait until it was dark, and when it got dark, no one came to wait for someone to pick him up.

And there he was cold, and there he was hungry, and then there he, the little boy, wept, and there he wept with resentment.

He's just going to be there and resentful, and no one is coming to pick him up. didn't know that the reality itself was that there was no one to pick him up.

If he didn't take the initiative to find a way out, no one would be willing to pick him up.

No one could find him, for he was already there in the darkness of that place.

No one else can find him, he can only find a way out there, and only he can find others by himself, that is the only way in the end.

However, it seems that he didn't know it there, and it seems that he didn't find it there.

At that juncture of life and death, there will be fear, there will be fear, but it is also in that fear and fear that will increase,

But it is unwilling to change in it, and it is something that I cannot and are unwilling to change in it.

In the midst of what cannot be changed, and in what is not willing to change, he will produce a fear in it, and also a fear in it.

It was a cry, it was a white and useless cry, because no one would hear his cry, and no one would understand his cry.

In that real world, there will not be many people who feel sympathy and sorrow for his crying, but more of a state of mind of boredom and boredom.

Because many people, everyone has their own pain and depression and something that cannot be relieved.

But I suffer because what I can't get rid of when I'm irritable there will be suppressed in it, and I can't hide from what I can't avoid in that depression.

What kind of disease will suddenly arise in it, a disease of silent isolation between people,

It's a kind of thing that hasn't been warmed yet, can't feel the warmth, and is unwilling to be warm in it, and is unwilling to pay too much for it.

When you can't give there, and you don't want to give, you will hide and flee there.

In the midst of hiding and fleeing, the distance between each other and between people became more and more alienated and distant.