Chapter 53: Exchanging Feelings
After talking to Kim Taeyeon, Heo Yao was in no mood to stay there anymore, and when he went out in the aisle, he saw Lin Yuna again, but he only smiled self-deprecatingly, and left without looking back. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
He already knew what she was like now, even if she hurt him like that, even if he gave her everything he had, she wasn't enough, even if she could leave him ruthlessly. He still wanted to come back and see how she was doing, happy, still very uncomfortable.
Now, she seems to be doing well, so good that she can easily remember him, so she is very happy.
My existence should not have appeared in her world in the first place, she already has a Mr. Li, and she no longer needs a Xu Yao.
Although Xu Yao has changed from a glass of boiled water to a pot of soup that warms her stomach, she is also immersed in other flavored drinks.
He was no longer him, and she was no longer her.
Things are, people are not, then everything is wrong. Love too.
But even if he told himself like this, there can be no trace of her in his life, calm and quiet, and forget lightly.
He also had insomnia.
No one can be with anyone for a lifetime, and even if life is like this, you must get used to losing.
Xu Yao threw himself into the quilt, and the dizziness in his mind continued, in pain.
"Buzz", the phone screen lit up, and a kakaotalk message of K was displayed on it.
"Did you sleep?" k said.
"I can't sleep, it's like I'm having insomnia."
"I can't sleep either. Rabbit Gray, you say, why did I make so many wishes to the meteor, but I never fulfilled it? ”
"Because, the meteor itself doesn't know where it's going to fly."
"Is that really the case?"
"I think so. Because meteors are just stars abandoned by the sky. "I'm also a shooting star, fleeting in other people's dreams.
"Rabbit Ash, look out the window, the meteor ...... [excited]"
Xu Yao raised his head, a star burned, fell, and pulled its long tail, but it only bloomed for a moment, and disappeared into the boundless galaxy.
"Rabbit Ash, did you make a wish? [Cute]"
"No, I made a wish a long time ago, but it didn't come true, so I don't believe it. What about you? ”
"I just made a wish. Anyway, the wish is free, and you don't have to exchange anything. ”
"And what did you wish?"
"It's a secret, don't tell you. [Naughty]"
Xu Yao chuckled, as if more gloom in his heart began to disperse.
"How can you have insomnia, though? Got something on your mind? K asked.
"Then why don't you sleep?"
"Because I had a happy thing today, I wanted to find someone to share it with, and now I found it! So why do you have insomnia? ”
"Because, I met the old man." Xu Yao hesitated, and finally typed this sentence.
"The deceased? Old friends? ”
"Sort of."
"[Strange] shouldn't it be nice to see old friends?"
"Sometimes it's melancholy and sad."
"So you're in a bad mood right now, are you sad?"
Xu Yao didn't speak, just sent a smile.
"[Cute] happens to be in a pretty good mood today, so you can tell me what you're unhappy about."
"It's fine." Xu Yao said lightly.
"Yikes! Didn't you say that you should make each other's tree holes? If either party has something sad or happy, you need to tell the other party that it is your duty to talk and it is my responsibility to listen. K typed a string of words, "Moreover, we are strangers, and we don't know each other's messages, we haven't even heard each other's voices, and there is no problem confiding in each other." ”
"Is that okay?" Xu Yao really needs someone to listen to his inner words, he needs to confide, and he has been bearing it for so long. Bear the love she brought him, bear the joys and sorrows she brought him, even if he felt uncomfortable, he never confided in anyone, even Jin Ming, he only knew that he once had an ex-girlfriend, and Jin Ming didn't know anything about the story between them. Now, he really wants to say what he feels in his heart.
"Of course, you also listened to me, and we said that we would make each other's tree holes and collect each other's feelings. [grinning]"
"You say, if you meet someone who used to be very, very close to you, it's very close, and a guy can be a good friend, and a girl can be a lover. After years of separation, you can recognize her at a glance when you meet him or her again, and he or she has forgotten your voice. How would you feel? ”
"Have you forgotten your appearance and voice?" K asked.
Xu Yao did not answer, indicating acquiescence.
"If that's the case, I'll be embarrassed, and I'll never see him or her again, because they can't remember me anymore, and I'll just be self-inflicted trying to redeem it. So I will never contact him or her again, because if I forget, I don't need to think about it again. I don't necessarily need one or two people in my life. K posted a long list, with his own opinions, resolute and firm. I have left your memories, and I will erase you from my world.
"But isn't that a pity? People who were once so close have become passers-by. ”
"Ash, you know what? In our lives, there will be such a person, like the beautiful scenery in your journey, you can only feel it nostalgically, and you can never have it. K said.
"But it's really hard. The time was so beautiful, and the traces left in life were so vivid. ”
K was silent for a while, and didn't reply for a while. Finally, "buzz".
"Can I ask who that person is?"
Xu Yao hesitated, but after thinking about it, they had never met, but they established a friendship on the Internet. Tree holes are what hold memories, aren't they?
"My first love."
K didn't answer, and probably she didn't know how to answer.
"I don't know why, I said not to meet, and I didn't want to point out each other when we met, but I couldn't help but want to get close to her."
"Is she fulfilling her promise?"
"By no means, I could see that she looked at me with a strange look."
"So, she forgot about you, please forget about her. This may have been what she hoped for the most. ”
"I also decided to forget about her...... "But her eyes, her nose, her mouth...... are in the deepest part of the mind.
Young love is a self-care and attachment.
First love is imperfect.
Maybe even if it is not perfect, it will be more memorable, just like a 99-point test paper will always be more memorable than a 100-point test paper.